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Author Topic: Private Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya  (Read 694 times)

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Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« on: February 08, 2014, 05:08:06 AM »
As the morning meal ended and the inhabitants of Southern Winds Weyr began to disperse for their daily tasks, O’sir picked his way through the milling crowd in the great stone chamber. He was already on his second cup of klah, and sipped it pensively as he dodged one of the Creche mothers being orbited by a flock of small children. None of them would be under his purview for a few more turns yet, if they were to become Candidates at all.

No, his concern now was the need for a few of his Candidates to tend to some laundry duties this morning. D’zel had approached him the evening before, explaining that he would be putting his weyrlings through more drills soon, and couldn’t afford to have them washing their own piles of clothes in the interest of saving time. The blue rider hadn’t seem harried or rushed—he never did—but the fact that he was looking to enlist the help of O’sir’s Candidates meant that he and his weyrlings were in store for a busy schedule. Of course, O’sir wasn’t about to say no. Whatever Candidates hadn’t already learned that chores were a way of life around here soon would.

As it was, he needed a pair of Candidates who he knew were hard workers, who wouldn’t shirk the responsibilities and goof off even if they didn’t particularly want to do them. Eyes flicking out over the Candidates among the crowd of weyrfolk—most of them already with tasks assigned for the day, and now heading out to meet with those who had requested their assistance—O’sir ticked off options on his mental list.

He added another tick mark as he approached Carayia. She was responsible enough, if a little spacey. As he neared her, O’sir stepped in from an angle that gave him the superior advantage of height to grab her attention. Though he didn’t smile, he inclined his head politely when their eyes met, before she had the opportunity to look away.

“I want you to meet me in the Weyrling Barracks in a few minutes. You’re on laundry detail today.”

Satisfied that she had heard and understood, O’sir slipped away from her again to go find Sethunya. Perhaps it would be good for the two Candidates to spend some time together. After all, if they both Impressed, they would need to learn to cooperate and tolerate each other, even if they never did become friends.
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #1 on: February 08, 2014, 12:18:49 PM »
Carayia was sitting at her usual spot, the edge of the stone hall where she doesn't have to interact with too many people, sipping the last dregs of her drink before she was required to report to O'sir. As she finished and began stacking her plates, O'sir appeared from behind a group of weyrfolk headed to their chores for the day.

Cara briefly looked up just to see if he was looking for her, which she confirmed by his slight nod as he walked in front of where she was sitting. O'sir stated, “I want you to meet me in the Weyrling Barracks in a few minutes. You’re on laundry detail today,” in his usual matter-of-fact tone that sounded like a dare to any Candidate to argue.

Cara nodded and went back to grabbing her dishes, trying to grab the last bits of fruit to save as she walked over to the Barracks. She has come this far as a candidate and she wasn't going to be late now.
« Last Edit: February 10, 2014, 05:01:27 PM by Carayia »

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #2 on: February 09, 2014, 09:49:04 PM »
Sethunya had been up earlier than most and already in the small portion of the weyr the Smiths had claimed to help finalize a couple of orders. Per her usual early morning ritual, she ended up in the weyr hall toward the end of breakfast after having rinsed herself off in the baths. Her wet hair was pinned up in a metal comb she’d made, her skin freshly scrubbed with sandsoap, and a plate of quick bites. She didn’t intend to be long before she returned to the Smith hall. It was, easily, one of her favorite places to be. And if she was quick enough, no other duties would be assigned to her before she dashed out of the weyrhall. It wasn’t like she was shirking duties, not when she’d be returning to pick up a hammer to mold metal, so she didn’t feel bad about her particularly dodgy habit of trying to run to the Smiths.

She’d just sat down and stuffed half a sweetroll in her mouth when she noted O’sir making his way to her. Suddenly embarrassed by how much food was in her mouth, she made an effort to chew quickly so she could properly greet him by the time he was at her now abandoned table. The other Riders and weyrfolk had excused themselves for chores. Sethunya even stood when he arrived at her table, smiling with eager energy that he would be talking to her at all.
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #3 on: February 09, 2014, 11:15:23 PM »
Though he didn’t actually smile, O’sir did feel himself relax a little as he made his way over to Sethunya. He had spotted her from across the Weyr Hall, as vibrant as ever even though he knew she had probably already been well into chores with the Smiths that morning. She seemed to thrive on action, on doing things as much as he did, and the Brown rider found it undeniably attractive. Even when he felt himself wearing under the duties of the weyr, she always seemed to have a bottomless energy for whatever needed doing. Coupled with her natural optimism, it made her… bright. He couldn’t think of a better way to put it.

Privately, he allowed the ghost of a smile into his eyes for her as he stepped in close. “I was hoping to find you here this morning,” he said by way of greeting. There had been a few times when she’d skipped breakfast altogether while working with the other Smiths, necessitating O’sir to either send a messenger or go there himself to assign her Candidate chores for the day. “I’m going to need you in the Weyrling Barracks today.” He paused, faintly wickedly, aware just as he knew she would be at the possible double meaning to that sentence. After a beat, he added with a sort of deadpan playfulness, “To do the laundry with Carayia.”

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #4 on: February 09, 2014, 11:26:18 PM »
Sethunya quirked a brow at the Candidate Master and couldn’t help but smile in kind – though his smile was more private. Sethunya had no qualms sharing her pleasure at his company. Chalk it up to an eager study ready to please their Teacher. The very idea of it had her near a fit of laughter, but it was O’sir’s comment and deadpan follow up that allowed it to bubble forth. Sethunya’s snicker was short lived as she shook her head, wet hair flipping with the motion. “Laundry? With Carayia? What did I do to upset you?” The question was purely playful in nature.

She didn’t have anything really against the girl, but her opinion was less than favorable. Carayia was 29! At an age when she should have settled on a profession, since failing to Impress, and actually do something with her life. She was halfway to the grave! Sethunya was more resolved that if she did not impress soon, she’d leave for the Smith hall because of the example Carayia had set.

There was, of course, one thing that kept her lingering in the weyr.

Sethunya leaned against the table and made a show of looking O’sir over. They didn’t have much of an audience at this point so she wasn’t too concerned about her blatant interest in him. “You’ll owe me after this particular chore, O’sir.” She didn’t let him respond, musing only a breath’s length before adding, “I’m thinking a bath later on? Possibly a massage?” She couldn’t hide her grin of delight at the last remark, shooting him a wink before she picked up her plate. So much for a full breakfast! She twisted from O’sir so he couldn’t deny her, at least not quietly, and began to make her way toward the dish turn in. If she exaggerated her walk for the Candidate Master’s benefit, swaying her hips intentionally, who was to judge?
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #5 on: February 10, 2014, 12:41:24 AM »
Sethunya’s laughter made O’sir smile inwardly even more than he already was—and certainly she would be able to see it in his expression even if his mouth didn’t curve upward. “You didn’t do anything to upset me, Sethunya.” His tone might be quieter, but was still just as playful and teasing in its own way. “But I know the two of you don’t necessarily get along. I thought some chores together might help the two of you do so. If you both Impress, you’re going to need to learn to work together anyway. And so here we are.”

The way that she looked at him, no matter how much younger she was, made him shiver slightly with want. Sethunya could have a gaze just as intense as his when it suited her, and it often did when she was speaking to him. The Candidate seemed to have a fondness for making him as uneasy as he often made others in the weyr.

“Owe you?” he began with the hint of a dangerously playful tone. But she was moving away from him already, perhaps not even hearing what he had said. And then she was doing that motion which her hips, which always served to draw his attention for at least a fraction of a second before he managed to collect himself again. Intent with desire he knew he wouldn’t be able to sate until much later in the day, he followed her steps to the dish turn in.

“I suppose that could be arranged,” O’sir admitted with a begrudged sort of acceptance. To anyone else, he would sound genuinely put out by the idea. “As it stands, we need to get to the Barracks soon so that the two of you can get started on your chores. Otherwise I might detain you now.”

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #6 on: February 10, 2014, 12:52:52 AM »
She still wasn’t pleased with his choice of chores, but the weight of his attention when she’d walked away and the obvious interest it inspired made her feel a little better. Let him think about that while she was scrubbing dirty linen! Holding the remainder of her breakfast in one hand, she turned to face him and smirked at his comment. “Imagine the scandal if anyone caught us! You’d be turned into the Weyr Leaders for harassing one of your poor students.” She took a bite of her fruit before offering him one, smirk still fixed firmly in place.

“But you know me. I’ll be good for you and do as you say. I don’t mind a little hard work and exertion.” She reclaimed her fruit after the offered bite before waving a hand, indicating he could lead the way. “My turn for a pleasing view, Candidate Master.”
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #7 on: February 10, 2014, 01:22:44 AM »
As amused as he was frustrated by the teasing that would not yield results until later, O’sir nevertheless accepted the piece of fruit that Sethunya offered him. “Yes, that’s precisely what concerns me.” He took a bite before handing it back to her, chewing thoughtfully. He didn’t want to get caught, but the thought of having her pressed up against some wall in the Weyrling Barracks was entirely too enticing. He knew, with a sinking feeling, that it was going to haunt him for the rest of the day until they had an excuse to sneak off together. No matter how much he wanted her, O’sir was still reluctant to shirk either of their duties in favor of sex.

Still, her command startled a soft laugh from him. A short one, yes, but for someone who rarely laughed at all it was quite a mark in her favor. Eying her with a narrowed look that she would undoubtedly interpret as interest and a bit of teasing, O’sir finished the klah in his cup, set it in one of the bins at the dish turn in, and turned on his heel to lead her out of the Hall and to the Weyrling Barracks. If she stayed behind him the whole way, so be it. But at least they would get their quickly with him setting the pace.

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #8 on: February 10, 2014, 01:39:53 AM »
Carayia had arrived to the Barracks first, having left immediately when O'sir directed her there, in spite of getting turned around once or twice because having been lost in thought. As she walked to the main entrance, nobody that she was familiar with was there. A couple of weyrlings were gathering their gear and wandering off together, laughing and wrestling as they headed off to what ever assignment they had that day.

Seeing that she was going to be waiting for a bit, Carayia was more than enough willing to lean up against the rock face, closing her eyes, and feel the warmth and light of the sun as it rose in the sky.

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #9 on: February 10, 2014, 03:24:48 PM »
Sethunya did follow him the entire way and, when there wasn’t anyone around to hear, proceeded to whistle her appreciation and make positively rude remarks. Always when she was certain there wasn’t anyone around to pay attention, of course, but some of the things that tumbled from her mouth made even Sethunya blush.

But it was all in good fun.

Such comments included, but were certainly not limited to; the fine profile he cut as he walked away, the remarkable assurance he walked with and how that must translate in bed, how limber he appeared and her curiosity as to whether or not he could keep up with her, and what such a fine piece of ass was doing with clothes on.

By the time they arrived at the Weyrling barracks, Sethunya was positively aglow with humor and a faint blush at her own forward comments. But it was certainly fun tailing him the entire way and it showed in the way she shifted from side to side, ready to begin whatever task me might have for her. Though laundry wouldn’t be near as much fun as dragging him off to his weyr, Sethunya knew better than to suggest it. They both had a strong sense of responsibility. Though it barely overshadowed her want to see him alone.

Sethunya even smiled at the sight of Carayia, if only because she was in such good cheer not even the old candidate’s presence could bring her down.
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #10 on: February 10, 2014, 05:54:57 PM »
Though O’sir rarely blushed, it seemed that Sethunya had a peculiar talent for making him do so. No matter the dignity that he tried to maintain while leading her to the Weyrling Barracks, it largely proved ineffective. Being followed by the kinds of comments she was making had brought a faint burn of embarrassment to his face. Thankfully they didn’t pass many people that seemed particularly interested in that fact—or perhaps he was simply walking quickly enough that no one had time to notice. At least Sethunya had the good sense only to make her remarks when no one else was within earshot. He would have been much less understanding and tolerant of her teasing if that were not the case.

Such as it was, he fought to keep the color from deepening on his cheeks as they both stepped into the Barracks. The change that came over him was immediate, a subtle shift in bearing that made it clear to Sethunya he was done playing for the time being. Steps quick and light, he moved to stand before both of the Candidates.

The Weyrling Barracks around them were, fortunately, not much of a mess. Whatever could be said of D’zel’s students, they did not leave their space needlessly dirty. All of the laundry, per the Weyrlingmaster’s instruction, had already been gathered in two large canvas carts, mounted on oiled wheels that would make them easier to transport down to the spring-fed washrooms deep within the weyr’s cave system. Standing between them, O’sir gestured to the carts, which were piled high with dirty towels, linens, and other cloth items often dirtied by the Weyrlings.

“The two of you got volunteered to wash this today,” he said without preamble. “I’m sure you’ve done laundry before. You’ll find some soap wrapped in paper tucked in the corners just here.” O’sir reached into tone of the pockets sewn inside of the nearest cart, pulling forth a bar of soap as large as his hand before dropping it back in. “All I need you two to do is wash it and hang it up to dry. The Weyrlings will be along to pick it up themselves later in the day. Any questions?”

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #11 on: February 10, 2014, 11:45:28 PM »
After listening to O'sir's short directions, Cara stepped up to one cart and grabbed the edges, starting to push it slightly along the path to the wash springs. "Where do you want us to meet you after we finish here?"

She really didn't care what Seth thought of her right now, if she thought Cara was trying to look impressive or responsible in front of O'sir, right now all she cared about was getting a move on this laundry, it was starting to smell horribly.

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #12 on: February 11, 2014, 01:05:17 PM »
Sethunya knew better than to play in front of the other candidates but she could no more kill her amusement than cut her own hand off. She was still smiling when he dolled out his task for them, dipping her head in a nod of understanding. Washing clothes wouldn’t be hard, just time consuming. Time consuming with one of the few candidates that Sethunya didn’t frequently chat with. She glanced at Carayia when she started to push one of the carts. Ah well. There were worse chores.

Sethunya shot O’sir a look. ‘Of all the people’. But rolled her shoulder in a shrug before moving to the second cart. “I suppose we’ll end up working on this until lunch.” On that note, Sethunya glanced around for a sand timer. If they were going to be in the cave system together, she wanted to make sure it was only as long as they needed it to be. Granted, there was probably one down in the washroom. Sethunya gave up on finding one before winking at O’sir. If they could get this done before lunch, she intended to steal some time with the Candidate Master. Alone. If she could convince Carayia to go busy herself with something else. Maybe the smith hall. Hadn’t that been mentioned at some point before? And Sethunya knew, for a fact, that the craft hall needed the extra hands. She almost felt guilty about wanting to take the spare time to see O’sir… But that was offset by the fact she went there every morning and late evening.
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #13 on: February 13, 2014, 07:03:51 PM »
“Sethunya is right. In all likelihood, you will be working on this until lunch.” Which was a shame. He knew, as Sethunya winked at him, that she was probably having similar thoughts. As it was, they rarely had time to be together. Both were typically busy with chores, responsibilities, lessons… All of it was very time consuming. And O’sir wasn’t selfish enough to shirk his duties as Candidate Master in order to steal time away with her. No, when the rest of the weyr found out that they were sleeping together, he didn’t want his behavior to reflect a bias in his capacity as a ranking dragon rider. It would reflect badly on both himself and her if he allowed his desires to influence his actions in such a way.

“If you finish before that…” He shrugged. “You may do what you with if your time, provided that you are to class on time. I don’t imagine that this laundry will take you longer than the morning to do, but I’m not sure that you will have extra time before lunch.”

For a moment he mused on that, retroactively pondering if there were other chores that needed tending to. But no, the rest of the Candidates were already engaged taking care of the tasks he and the others in the weyr had required of them.

“Should you need me for any conceivable reason, I should be in my office most of the day.” He doubted that they would… but it was a clear indication to Sethunya of his location in the event they finished early.

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #14 on: February 14, 2014, 10:57:23 AM »
Carayia shrugged at what O'sir commented. "Ok. works for me. Could always find other people to help out then." Cara had noticed the silent exchange between Seth and O'sir, but she wasn't too sure what was going on. She was never the type to delve into someone else's personal life or gossip in the hall, or even care for that matter. At any matter, Cara wanted to get this done, one, to distance herself from Seth, who never really was cordial to her, which made her uncomfortable around Seth, and two, honestly, just to start it and get it done.

Cara smiled at O'sir, "See you at class then," and started to push the cart to the door of the barracks, not checking to see if Seth was following her or wanting to press on to O'sir what was so obviously on her mind.

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #15 on: February 16, 2014, 01:14:19 PM »
Sethunya shot a long look at O'sir when Cara started to push the card away. She even quirked a brow before blowing him a playful kiss as her way of saying 'goodbye'.

So she would be spending the entire morning with Cara. So they'd be doing one of the more monotonous chores. It was almost like O'sir was punishing her for something, but Sethunya knew better. He was too professional, too dutiful to go that route. Besides, she hadn't done anything upsetting and his actions toward her didn't indicate as much. Especially since he'd told her, in his own way, to come find him if she finished early.  The thought of arriving late to lunch so she could have some time with him was a tempting one.

Sethunya put her weight behind the cart and pushed right behind Cara. Time spent in the craft hall meant most physical labor didn't bother Sethunya, and this was no exception. She just hoped the other woman knew where she was going. Surely Cara had to have been tasked with laundry before and would know where to go.

The grating sound of the wheels on store filled the space around them. She used that as an excuse not to make small talk. Not that she knew what she'd say to begin with.
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #16 on: February 16, 2014, 09:01:13 PM »
“Yes, I’ll see you then.” O’sir inclined his head in acknowledgment of Carayia’s farewell, but his thoughts were still on Sethunya as he watched the other Candidate push the first cart out of the Weyrling Barracks.

He scowled, faintly playfully, at Sethunya when she blew him a kiss. What if Carayia had seen? But thankfully she had not, already absorbed in the task he had assigned them. As Sethunya would soon have to be as well. He wouldn’t be able to detain her for long, and didn’t dare steal a real kiss from her before she disappeared to do the laundry. Hopefully the two Candidates would finish soon enough that Sethunya would be able to return to him before lunch, class, and the rest of the day’s chores stole her away for the entire evening. He would, with any luck, get to spend the night with her… but the day after that would likely be a repeat of that.

It was faintly discontenting that he got to spend so little time with her. But there was little he could do about it.

Nodding to her as she stepped away, O’sir murmured a faint goodbye and moved to make his own way out of the Weyrling Barracks. There were still other tasks he needed to complete that day, and the morning would prove to be as busy for him as it would be for Carayia and Sethunya.

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #17 on: February 19, 2014, 12:46:08 AM »
Thankfully, it didn't take too long to get to the laundry pools from the Barracks. Cara was starting to feel a bit nauseous and dizzy from the smell of the cart. She was unsure how this laundry could smell so bad, how long has it been since this had been washed? Pushing the cart next to the pools and grabbing a shirt, she gathered from the stiffness that it had been quite a while, to her dismay.

Kneeling next to the pool and grabbing the soap buried in the cart, Cara began scrubbing at the shirt and pants she held, noting Seth coming up behind her with her own cart.

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #18 on: February 19, 2014, 10:59:39 PM »
Sethunya followed quietly, letting the sound of the heavy, rolling carts dominate the hallway they used to get to the laundry pools. Not like she had anything to say. It was the rare moment when she was stuck with someone she might have something in common with – they both did time in the smith craft hall – but Sethunya didn’t know what to say to her. There seemed to be a huge disconnect between them, though Sethunya couldn’t say what it was.

Not outright, anyways.

She parked her cart next to a pool nearby and unloaded a bunch of the oiled rags and dirty clothes next to it. There was a sand timer on the shelf nearby and she flipped it, noting it designated two hours at a time. She found her soap bar and a wash board before sitting to get started. The laundry pools were cooler springs set some distance from the bathing pools and didn’t filter out as nicely as the former.

She was on her 5th garment before the silence started to nettle her. “Sooo,” she remarked aloud, if only to hear something besides the grating of fabric along the washboard. “Have you been down to the Smith craft hall?”
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #19 on: February 24, 2014, 01:07:29 AM »
Cara was rather content with not speaking much, not because she didn't want to talk, but awkward silences suited her much better when she didn't want to ramble on about random issues. But she was pleasantly surprised when Sethunya started to talk to her.

Cara looked over and smiled. "Ya, I have. I think my father's and your father's forges are on different sides of the Hall though. I usually will have my orders to finish, then I'm on deliveries, which would be why I don't see too many people." Cara stood and stretched, trying to loosen the stiffness in her knees.

"But I don't really mind it. I'm just fine with just doing my thing and getting back to business." She grabbed another piece of laundry and the soap. "What about you? How do you feel about the Smith Hall's situation?"

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #20 on: February 24, 2014, 03:31:10 PM »
Sethunya sighed softly as she continued to scrub, the repetitious movements starting to make her shoulders ache. A certain Candidate Master would be rubbing the soreness out of her later on, she swore. During lunch, maybe. Or after class and before she dashed off to the Smith Craft hall.

She glanced up at Cara when she realized the girl was answering her. She didn’t ever recall seeing her around, but Sethunya didn’t go down to the craft hall to visit. Nor could she recall offhand who Cara’s father was. Either way, she turned back to her washing and carried on the pleasant tone of the conversation. They had something major in common – the smith craft hall. It was a huge part of Sethunya’s life. It would be easy to fill the time talking about it.

“I suppose I’m biased about it,” she admitted. “It’s one of my favorite places to be, so I know just what we’re short on, what we need more of… How few apprentices there are. But when I really think about it, I’m sure most of the other craft halls are in the same position. Some of them haven’t even a cavern workspace to call their own. So I second guess just how bad off the smiths are by comparison. We’re all sort of in the same position, I guess.” Sethunya rinsed off the oiling cloth before standing, stretching a moment, then moving over to a line that had been stretched across the open space to let wet clothes hang.
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #21 on: February 26, 2014, 11:56:16 PM »
Cara nodded as she followed Seth to the drying line. "Ya, there are some issues, like space, that need addressing, but we should help the other halls with our craft first before we start expanding. These caverns are huge, I'm sure we could find more room to expand without too much trouble." She hung up the damp shirt she was holding and turned around to her cart.

Cara grinned, "I guess I'm a bit biased too. I've been in the Smith hall for a while too, so it feels like home. Everyone in the hall is like family, even if you really haven't met them that well." Wringing the cloth pants she held in her hand, Cara contemplated if her and Seth could ever become friends. Their age difference might cause for some awkwardness, but that could be overcome, right?

Cara rolled her shoulders and arms, trying to get the stiff feeling from them after scrubbing these pants for such a long time, longing to be done.  Not from talking to Seth, but Cara liked to find things to do outside and in the sun, or, she mused, at the forge. "How far along are you with your apprenticeship? I've heard some other smiths talking about you through your dad. Apparently a few of them pretty impressed with what you have done."

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #22 on: February 28, 2014, 01:34:23 PM »
Sethunya leaned into the washboard, scrubbing leather made hard by dirt and neglect. She thought dark thoughts of the weyrling who apparently didn’t know how to handle used leather. Sighing, she glanced at Cara. “The caverns aren’t that big. And they’re usually after winding passages that make for going to or from a pain. Especially when you have some of the larger projects the Smiths are working on.” She shrugged a shoulder and grabbed the next oiling cloth that needed washed. “I understand that all the other crafts need something too. But I guess that’s really the point. The craft halls don’t belong in the Weyr.”

She allowed a pause to settle between them as she worked on her newest piece of cloth. Only after a moment did she respond, “Officially, I’m not really an apprentice anymore. Just a helping hand. But I think were I able to advance to Journeyman, I’d just about be there. I’ve been messing around in the Smith Craft Hall since I could hold a hammer. All these candidate duties, while understandably necessary, take away from time I could be working. So that puts a damper on being tapped as a Journeyman.” She knew what she’d be giving up when she accepted Finna’s Search. But… If she hadn’t, she’d have never met O’sir. She could take a hitch in her time as a crafter if it meant being with him.

“But what about you…” She tried not to sound accusatory or judgmental. “Why did you leave the craft hall? I would’ve found it difficult to leave to be a candidate again.” More to the point, why had O’sir accepted? But she didn’t voice that portion aloud.
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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #23 on: March 04, 2014, 01:29:37 PM »
"The way I've heard it, you have the skills of one. I'm glad our hall has such skilled workers." Cara smiled at Seth and chuckled. "Though some of the junior apprentices could use some tips now and then."

When Sethunya asked her question, Carayia's smile faltered a little. "Well.. It's a long story.. Mostly a mix between my stubbornness and not wanting to give up on a dream." Cara grabbed another shirt from the cart and while starting to scrub, her eyes lost focus. //Shit, I don't need this right now.// Her mind slipped back to when she was eight and the Threadfall on High Reaches. While not directly hit by Thread, her legs and back throb from the burns when she recalled memories like this. She heard her father yelling her name as the ceiling of the Hold fell partially on her.

Cara snapped back to, not realizing that her fists were clenched tight enough to be bone white. She released the shirt and let go of the lungful of air she was holding. "Sorry, just reminiscing of the good old times of the Holds and ThreadFall," her voice laced with slight sarcasm, but she breathed in one last deep breath to calm her nerves and put on her usual slight grin."The short version is being a dragon rider has been a dream of mine that I'm not willing to give up without one last effort."

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Re: Laundry Day [ 03.6.2589; 8 AM ] || Carayia & Sethunya
« Reply #24 on: March 11, 2014, 12:08:18 PM »
Maybe people were just crazy. It was hard to empathize with a mindset that ran counter to her own. To Sethunya, if someone had a dream then they didn’t… momentarily give up on that dream to go do something else for a third of their life. If being a dragon rider was what Carayia wanted, had been her aspiration, why had she left in the first place? It seemed… silly. That entire time she was in the craft hall had been turn she could’ve Impressed. But now, to return in a last ditch effort just smacked of indecisiveness and confusion on Carayia’s part.

But maybe not everyone could be like Sethunya and know what they wanted in life. It seemed strange, but Sethunya almost felt bad for the woman. To have wasted so much of her life on something she didn’t even… wasn’t her dream. Just… seemed silly. Granted, some dreams might never seem achievable. Like, if Carayia had dreamt of being a Bronze Rider. Such a thing was obviously impossible and so would be a waste of effort. But becoming a dragon Rider, a Green one, was within the realm of doable. There was no reason for her to leave her initial Candidacy.

Sethunya glanced across the space to the other Candidate and decided she’d not say any of that. Instead, what she managed was, “Well, hopefully it works out for you this time.” But her tone was flat, clearly she’d been thinking something else.

She turned her attention back to her scrubbing and tried not to think about what her own life might be like if she were so wishy-washy.
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