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27.May.13, 09:00 PM
Kira listened to the chatter of the other drudges as she worked on scrubbing a particularly tough pot. The evening meal was over and done with, and now all that was left was the cleanup. Kira didn't particularly like kitchen work. The area was always hotter than the rest because of the cooking fires, the work always seemed to be a bit messier than anywhere else, and scrubbing pots always left her feeling a mess. The pot-scrubbing she was doing at the moment had left her with wet sleeves (even though she'd rolled them up as high as she could) and large wet drips down her front. At least Kira wasn't alone with that - the other two who had been doing it with her had left, laughing about how they were able to forgo bathing tonight because of it. She'd given a small laugh in response, but was still feeling sweaty and filthy enough to warrant it even though she'd taken one the other day.
She gave a soft sigh, hoping that the day would be over soon. It had been a long one, with most of her duties keeping her away from the infirmary. Though the side benefit was keeping her away from Falon, which she couldn't quite bring herself to be particularly disappointed about that. Her father had truly started bearing down on her to accept, and that just made her dig in her heels more. Falon was working on her in his own way, but even so...
"C-can't. Won't work. W-would have to-" She broke off her own thoughts, remembering that she was in a public place. Thankfully most of the others had left the kitchens, having finished their own parts in cleaning up. The two that remained were lost in their own discussion. Kira gave a soft sigh, smiling in gratefulness, then turned back to her own work. The food burned on was particularly difficult to scrub off and she worked up a little sweat doing so. A bout of relief ran through her when the last of it came off, since she was able to rinse off the pot and, giving a glance to see that the other two weren't paying attention, splashed some clean water onto her own face to cool herself off, wiping it up quickly. It was a silly thing to do, perhaps, but Kira needed it!
She cast her eyes about the room to see if anything else had been left undone as she grabbed a cloth to dry the pot with. Hrm. A few other things had gone untouched. She frowned at the spills left by the cookfire. A knife left on the counter was filthy. Kira sighed. It seemed like she was doing that a lot today, and for good reason! Those were small jobs, all things considered, but it would have been nice if she were able to leave sooner. She began to hum to herself as she moved around to put the pot away, exhaustion setting in. Maybe she'd forgo the bath tonight, as well...
She gave a soft sigh, hoping that the day would be over soon. It had been a long one, with most of her duties keeping her away from the infirmary. Though the side benefit was keeping her away from Falon, which she couldn't quite bring herself to be particularly disappointed about that. Her father had truly started bearing down on her to accept, and that just made her dig in her heels more. Falon was working on her in his own way, but even so...
"C-can't. Won't work. W-would have to-" She broke off her own thoughts, remembering that she was in a public place. Thankfully most of the others had left the kitchens, having finished their own parts in cleaning up. The two that remained were lost in their own discussion. Kira gave a soft sigh, smiling in gratefulness, then turned back to her own work. The food burned on was particularly difficult to scrub off and she worked up a little sweat doing so. A bout of relief ran through her when the last of it came off, since she was able to rinse off the pot and, giving a glance to see that the other two weren't paying attention, splashed some clean water onto her own face to cool herself off, wiping it up quickly. It was a silly thing to do, perhaps, but Kira needed it!
She cast her eyes about the room to see if anything else had been left undone as she grabbed a cloth to dry the pot with. Hrm. A few other things had gone untouched. She frowned at the spills left by the cookfire. A knife left on the counter was filthy. Kira sighed. It seemed like she was doing that a lot today, and for good reason! Those were small jobs, all things considered, but it would have been nice if she were able to leave sooner. She began to hum to herself as she moved around to put the pot away, exhaustion setting in. Maybe she'd forgo the bath tonight, as well...
