Give Me Stretches or Give Me Death!


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Date: July 25, 2010
Location: Eastern Weyr: Living Cavern
Synopsis: Uveline meets Eissa, who is planning a guide to stretches the candidates should use when working excavations in the lake or the bowl.
Rating: G
Logger: Uveline

Day 28, Month 07, Turn 01, AIVAS Reckoning, First Long Pass

Eastern Weyr: Living Cavern

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 lunchtime, and Uveline has just made it into the caverns after washing up - no more dust and sweat here! The harper-turned-candidate heads straight for the serving tables, pouring herself a glass of juice and filling a plate with light foods. Her meal assembled, Uveline finally pays attention to her surroundings, looking around the cavern to see what seating is available.

Eissa has already found her way into the living caverns and is already seated at a table. The table is nearly empty of people and that's probably because the healer has quite a few scraps of paper and hide strewn across the tabletop. That doesn't stop her from eating her lunch but she is careful to wipe her fingers clean before she taps a bit of paper, or a small scrap of hide. As she pauses to take another bite of her lunch a gaggle of girls sweeps quickly past the table which causes a few of the scraps to flutter to the ground, unbeknownst to the healer as of yet.

Uveline notices the passage of the girls and opens her mouth to order them to pick up the papers they set adrift. But then she closes it, grimacing and glancing down at her new white knot. With a sigh, Uveline approaches the table, setting her meal down on a clear section of the table and crouching to gather the dropped papers. She glances at them as she picks them up, thinking to put them in order, but ends up more puzzled than enlightened. With the papers in a haphazard stack, she rises and offers them out to Eissa. "I think these are yours?"

Upon hearing Uveline the healer quickly takes a sip of water to wash down her haphazard bite of food, before turning towards the candidate, "Oh!" Exclaims Eissa as the papers are offered to her, "Thank you!" She reaches out and takes the papers from the candidate, before she eyes the table and starts to put them back in their proper places, "I suppose I shouldn't be using the table during the lunch rush to house my project, but I thought it'd be okay." Eissa states more to herself than anyone, and then realizing she's probably being rude, she adds, "Oh, pardon. I'm Eissa, healer here at the Weyr." Her gaze flicks to the other woman's shoulder noting the candidate knot, "Please sit down if you like, here, let me clear some space for you." And with that said the healer starts to scoop her papers and hides into a somewhat neat and orderly pile.

Uveline shrugs at Eissa's words, a slight smile on her face. "You might just try anchoring them to keep them from being set awry," she offers. Lifting her plate and glass, she moves to take a seat in front of the newly cleared space, nodding her thanks. "I've heard your name. I've Uveline, mmm, normally a harper but as you can see, that's a bit unsettled right now." She flicks her new knot, shrugging again, and tilts her head to look at the now more orderly papers. "What are you doing, anyway?" While she waits for Eissa to answer, Uveline starts in on her meal.

A wry smile lights up Eissa's face at the harper turned candidate's words, "Nice to meet you Uveline - and yes, that's true I should have anchored them, sadly though in my haste to get the ideas out I didn't even think of that until I was already here." She shrugs, the smile turning into a more natural expression, "Oh well." A couple more papers and hides are tucked into place, before Eissa tries to shuffle them into a neater pile. At Uveline's question about the papers, and what exactly they're for, Eissa smiles again though this time it comes out a bit sheepish, "Well - this may seem silly, but the other day I was watching smiths and candidates digging down at the lake, and the one thing that struck me was how everyone pretty much had sore backs, or even joints. Especially the candidates. I'm sure some of them aren't used to such hard work, and I had the notion that perhaps I could make a little pamphlet on how to stretch out the muscles and warm up your back before doing such hard labor." She shrugs and grins, "And how -breaks- are very important and should be taken properly."

Uveline's expression goes from curious listening to delight as Eissa explains her work, and she hurriedly clears her mouth to speak. "You have no idea. I was given the knot yesterday, and spent this morning working to smooth the floor of the lower bowl, and I ache something fierce. Mind, we did get breaks - the smiths and miners would rather we take breaks than over extend ourselves and be useless to them - but I couldn't figure out how to stretch out some of the worst kinks. And the repetitive motions add up to a lot of sore muscles very quickly," Uveline says, clearly excited by the idea that Eissa might just have a solution. "So, those squiggles are supposed to be people, then?" she asks, pointing to one of the stick figures curiously.

An expression of sympathy crosses Eissa's features at the candidate's description of her chores today, "Ouch. That takes me back to apprentice days." Murmurs the healer and as Uveline describes exactly what the healer is going for, Eissa can't help but nod in excitement, "Yes! That's exactly what I'm trying to do and if you like we have a poultice that can help ease some of the muscle aches. It won't cure them but it should help make them less fierce. You can apply it every night until your muscles are used to the new work-out they are getting." Her eyes drop at the mention of squiggles, "Yes." She laughs, "Those squiggles are supposed to be people." Eissa pulls one particular piece of hide out that shows a stick figure bending towards the side. Or at least that's what she's trying to portray. "I'm clearly not an artist. Do you draw by chance? I think I'm going to need some help with that particular part." She'll pull another section of scraps out this one with words written on it, "I want to put the picture together with a brief description of how to do the exercise."

Nodding, Uveline takes a drink before she replies. "A poultice would be fantastic. I was actually considering going by the infirmary later because I want to be sure I don't stiffen up too badly tonight. I'm sure I'll have more physical labors to attend to tomorrow, after all. You're a lifesaver, Eissa," she says with complete honesty, smiling broadly at the healer. And then she shakes her head slightly. "No, I don't. You might check with Kestian, the lead harper here, or with Teallan, one of the other candidates who is also harper-trained. If they don't, they might know of someone who does." Uveline continues to eat as she looks at the displayed scrap, nodding her understanding of what Eissa seeks to accomplish.

Eissa can't help but return the smile, as she says, "It's what I'm trained for and I'm glad I could help you. I remember some of the days as an apprentice where they assigned us every chore they could think of. There were days I didn't think my body much less my mind could handle everything." However at the mention of the other candidates and harper, Eissa is quick to grab a mostly clear scrap of paper to jot their names down. "I'll look for them, thank you so much Uveline, it's you who's the lifesaver now. I wasn't sure if I'd ever get the figures to look … well, like people." She grins again before she tucks the scrap of paper with the names into one of the pockets that dots her apron. "So you said you were just made a candidate yesterday?" Asks the healer, "Congratulations. Sorry, I should have said that before sometimes when I'm dealing with a project I get distracted. Easily."

Uveline shrugs off the thanks, waving a hand. "We're even, so don't worry about it. I'll be in your debt if you can get that pamphlet completed and get me a copy of it. I could use it quite desperately, and I'm sure several other candidates could as well." Eissa's question elicits a snort from the candidate. "Uhm, yeah. Sort of. The Weyrleader threw a knot at me and didn't really give me much of a choice on the matter - not without making a scene. So now I have a white knot, and get to work in the bowl and the lake, and cannot do my normal work, which is teaching." Uveline quiets for a time, focusing on eating her light lunch and enjoying the cool juice.

"I will have it done as soon as possible, Uveline. I'm hoping in a few days. If I have to I'll gladly give a demonstration of the proper exercises - if I can't find anyone that can draw somewhat realistic people." As Uveline talks Eissa starts to add a few notes to her various papers, though she looks at the harper-candidate every few seconds, to show that she's still listening to her. At the mention of the Weyrleader and him throwing the knot at Uveline, Eissa's eyebrow shoots upward, "Really? He just threw it at you? That seems odd."

Uveline nods with a smile for Eissa at the timeline. "That's great. By then, I'm sure there will be even more candidates in dire need of the pamphlet, too. There certainly seems to be a lot of searching going on, and not nearly all of it being done by green and blue riders like usual." She pauses, shrugging again, before answering the question. "Yeah, but then, I think /he/ is a little odd. Was very short and unforthcoming when the whole thing happened. I was teaching a group of students in the upper bowl when he walked by, headed for the weyrling barracks. Some of the older students got distracted by him and ran over to ask questions, and after I got it all sorted out, and we got back to lessons. Then he told me to stop teaching and start learning, and he threw the knot at me. I didn't even manage to catch it," she admits with a blush. "It was a very odd experience."

At the full story Eissa can't help but look a little perplexed, her furious scribbling paused for the moment, "Well, I hate to repeat myself, but that's just odd. I wouldn't worry about not being able to catch it in time, I mean, how could you? I'm sure he didn't give you any prompt or notice that he was going to toss it to you. Right?" She waves a hand in a dismissive gesture when the other woman blushes, "I wouldn't dwell on it for too long." The last of her juice is gulped down before she sets mug on top of the empty plate, "Would you like me to send instructions and a batch of the poultice to the barracks? It shouldn't take too long to make and tonight if you want to do some stretches that'd probably help your back as well. I think some of the best stretches you can even do while sitting down. The one that helps me the most is where you're sitting straight in a chair and then you bend downward and bring your hands to the floor. It stretches the muscles and helps to relieve the aches. If you can't touch the floor with your hands to push it, that can cause even more strain. Just bend down as far as feels comfortable."

Uveline snorts softly. "I can't catch much of anything thrown at me, so I don't feel that bad about it, but at the same time, it was embarassing, because he told me to work on my reflexes and walked away," she explains. "That sounds like a great idea. If you do, I'll make sure the other candidates know who sent it and why, so it doesn't get misused. Or wasted." She listens closely to the description of the stretch, nodding slowly. "I'll try that tonight and let you know tomorrow how it goes, how's that?"

"Really?" Eissa says again when Uveline illustrates the cruelty of the Weyrleader again, "Well, perhaps he was having a bad day." She says, trying to be both polite but supportive, "I know I hate being embarrassed as well. It always makes me feel stupid." Admits the healer, before she shakes her head and turning towards somewhat happier conversation. "Great, please let me know if the exercise works and please send anyone to the Infirmary if they need anything else. We've seen an increase of simple injuries lately, bumps, bruises, little cuts, from everyone working so hard and quickly. We've had quite a bit of practice with it so should be able to treat it quickly enough, and speaking of the infirmary, I should be getting back there soon. It was so nice to meet you Uveline." As she rises she'll grab her plate and mug, as well as her stack of papers and hides. "You're always welcomed in the infirmary if you ever have any chores that take you near us. I'm sure I could find some for you to do - bandage rolling comes to mind." She grins.

With a nod, Uveline leans back out of the way, staying clear of Eissa's reach so she can gather her papers. "It's possible. I haven't interacted with him before or since, so who knows? I'll make sure the other candidates know who to ask for if they need help, and who to thank for the pamphlets and poultice as each arrives." She thinks a moment, and offers, "I'm pretty sure we aren't allowed to help in the infirmary, but I'll check into it and let you know what they say - I think they might be worried about some of the more adventursome candidates getting into mischief."

Eissa tilts her head to the side, at the mention of the candidates not being allowed in the infirmary, "Well, I can understand that." The healer says, though she does add, "But if I were there I'd make sure they weren't getting into -any- trouble." Eissa has no problem with laying down the law in the infirmary, "Still, it's probably best. We'd have to teach you how to wash your hands properly before touching the bandages, or any of the equipment, so it's probably best." Offering a wave of the papers, "I'll see you later, Uveline. Take care of yourself!" And with that said the healer trots away to drop off her dishes, and then back towards the Infirmary to check in and see how everything is going.

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