Awakenings... Or Not

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Avander.jpg Fiala.jpg Nenienne.jpg

Date: 19 Feb 2011
Location: Eastern Weyr: Living Cavern
Synopsis: Avander, a sleepy Fiala, and Nenienne converge on the living caverns for breakfast.
Rating: G
Logger: Nenienne

The main Living Cavern at Eastern Weyr is a near replica of the "Lower Bowl" in shape. It is circular, with ceilings sloping up into a gentle cone shape. There are a few stalactites hanging from the ceiling, from which the Weyr's few firelizards may perch. Between these, there are a few inverted "hills", showing exactly how quickly the workmen finished this job. It lends an eerie quietness to the place, as the features cut the sound more effectively. The glowbaskets on the walls highlight the tables of all shapes and sizes around the room. The Head Table appears to be more traditional in place and kind, but the rest of the tables are variable. The east side of the room boasts larger rectangle tables suitable for whole groups of riders, while the middle holds smaller circular tables more appropriate for a family with children. The west side of the room has small square tables which often double as gaming tables on lazy days and most evenings.

Near the Head table, off to the East side, the double doors of the kitchen swing open. Near those doors, two long rectanglular tables are set up for food and drink service. On the eastern and western sides of the room, the stairs lead up to parallel hallways which connect to the rest of the Weyr. A third, smaller set of stairs at the southernmost end of the cavern leads to the Weyr Entrance.


It's on about breakfast time at the Weyr, and steaming food and klah are arriving from the kitchens. Neni is waiting for the klah, in particular, and as soon as it's put down, she pours herself a mugful, then whimpers as she sees the milk isn't out yet.

Avander happens to have said milk with him on a platter he was conned into carrying out so he could have breakfast. "Morning Journeywoman," he offers as he sets the platter down, milk included. "Getting that important morning mug of klah in?" he asks with a slight smile.

Breakfast time, and Fiala is walking slowly, seeming half-awake. This is late for her to be rising; her hair is still sleep-mussed, and her over-dress is on inside-out. Her feet are bare, but she doesn't seem to notice, and she shuffles towards the klah-pot.

Nenienne gratefully takes the milk pitcher, pours some in her klah, and drinks the mug in one gulp. Then she pours herself another, adds milk and, as she does so, says, "Good morning. And the first of the important morning mugs of klah." She moves out of the way of the shambling Fiala, and heads over toward the fresh-baked pastries.

Avander chuckles at hearing this. He's wide away, but then he has been for the past couple of hours after all. Finishing getting the platter down on the table, he grabs his own mug and follows over to the pastries. Seeing Fiala, he tilts his head slightly. "Someone didn't want to get up this morning," he offers.

Fiala grunts, opening her eyes a little wider. They are a little bloodshot, and she rubs at them before reaching for a mug and filling it sloppily. "Who's up?" she asks softly. "Morning."

Nenienne secures herself a butter pastry and balances an apple on it as she heads for a table with room for more people. She makes a softly amused sound at Fiala's question.

Avander gets himself a couple pieces of fruit and actually gets a pastry with some jam on it. "Apparently not you," he smirks at Fiala. "Stay up all night again?" he asks as he follows Nenienne over to the table, figuring conversation is always better with multiple people.

The young stablehand grabs a plate, snags a bit of bread, manages to get some butter and jam on it. She yawns, then moves towards the table. "Just sleepy," she murmurs with a shrug.

Nenienne stifles a yawn and says, in a jokingly aggrieved voice, "That's contagious!" She takes a gulp of klah as if to counteract the yawn.

Avander smiles as he settles down, chuckling at Nenienne, "Well that's the problem with getting up, you don't want to most days." He doesn't yawn though, been up too long to let it be contagious to him.

Fiala tilts her head, blinking, then sits down on the bench. "Then we'll all be falling right asleep and not a thing'll get done, will it?" she asks sleepily. She sets down her plate and her klah, then props her chin with her hand and closes her eyes.

Nenienne supresses another yawn and sighs. "And I have a lot to do after my Weyr-work is done, if I want to get my current commission done in time," she says mournfully. She cheers up considerably as she bites into her apple, though.

"Not enough hours in the day," Avander sighs a bit, "Even when you do get up early, you just end up going to bed sooner than everyone else."

Nenienne matches that sigh. "Actually, I stay up til all hours working on that bracelet, then get up early anyway."

Avander nods as he hears this, letting Fiala drift off to slep. "We have a few different shifts that work and I ended up in the morning shift. Could keep working after my shift is over, but sometimes I just get tossed out by one of the Assistants, not wanting us overworked or something…"

Nenienne says, "Oh wow. You have one up on apprentices, then. There's no such thing as being overworked for them."

Avander smiles a bit. "I do work double-shifts from time to time when someone is hurt or sick and they need someone to help out. And then there are when the tithe wagons arrive, everyone needs to help with those."

Nenienne nods absently and stares mournfully into her empty klah mug, then apparently decides to do something about it, since she gets up and pours herself another. "Want anything while I'm up?" she asks politely.

Avander smiles and offers his mug, "Do you mind? Straight, nothing added if you do not mind." He takes a bite out of the pastry that he brought, having not really eaten it yet.

Nenienne nods and pours his mug almost to the rim, and returns to the table with both mugs. Her apple is long gone, but she still has her croissant. Not for long, though.

Avander smiles slightly, "Thanks," he takes the mug, but barely gets a couple swallows in when his name is shouted from the kitchen area. He sighs at hearing this. "Didn't even finish my breakfast. Well, you have a good day Journeywoman, and try to get some sleep," he winks at her before getting up to go do his job.

Nenienne nods unsmilingly, though her expression is perhaps amused. "Maybe you can snag something while you're carrying it out," she offers.

Avander chuckles, "Unless the crates I'm moving has food in it, I doubt it," he smiled.

Nenienne nods, then checks the angle of the sun slanting into the cavern and finishes up her klah quickly, then heads out herself.



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