03.Dec.20, 03:46 AM
“Oh, no I get it.” Aederyn recalled any time she’d been sick to her stomach, the worst of which being when she had fallen pregnant. Everything made her sick. For lack of eating, she’d even lost weight during those three months instead of gaining. She sniffed the discarded plate experimentally, and found that it did smell at least alright…same as always. She raised an eyebrow quizzically at the plate as she dumped the contents.
“Toast? Of course. How about some crackers for later, too?” She had found salty things easier during that trying time…and it stuck for any other time she'd been sick. For those few months she’d practically lived on a particular cracker recipe. It was simple enough that most stations had the required ingredients, and it didn’t take more than twenty minutes to make, including both prep and actual baking. And it didn’t smell too strongly, either. There was something about that easy, bland subtleness that just eased an unhappy gut. Without waiting for an answer, she started to her new task.
Crossing to where Cazan kept her food she rooted around until she found the required items, slicing off a couple of pieces of bread from the loaf and setting them to toast in a pan by the hearth, while she mixed together some flour, water, a splash of oil, and of course a pinch of salt, into a bowl. For good measure, she started a kettle of water, too. Nothing helped a sour stomach more than a mild cup of tea. Remembering another trick, she whistled for Rudi and sent him after a small packet from her cubicle in the candidates’ quarters. “Small item retrieval is hit-or-miss. If it’s too big or too well hidden for them to find, it’s not going to happen.” Exchanging the toast in the pan with the cracker dough, she settled it back into the hearth to bake, she offered to doctor up the toast more before setting the slices in front of Cazan.
Just a bit curious as to the dragon-rider bond, wondering if there might be some correlation as the gold had just had her first Flight not too long previously, she couldn't help but ask... "How's Mal been doing?" a tinge of curious concern colored her voice. She hadn't seen much of her usual aerial displays as of late...
“Toast? Of course. How about some crackers for later, too?” She had found salty things easier during that trying time…and it stuck for any other time she'd been sick. For those few months she’d practically lived on a particular cracker recipe. It was simple enough that most stations had the required ingredients, and it didn’t take more than twenty minutes to make, including both prep and actual baking. And it didn’t smell too strongly, either. There was something about that easy, bland subtleness that just eased an unhappy gut. Without waiting for an answer, she started to her new task.
Crossing to where Cazan kept her food she rooted around until she found the required items, slicing off a couple of pieces of bread from the loaf and setting them to toast in a pan by the hearth, while she mixed together some flour, water, a splash of oil, and of course a pinch of salt, into a bowl. For good measure, she started a kettle of water, too. Nothing helped a sour stomach more than a mild cup of tea. Remembering another trick, she whistled for Rudi and sent him after a small packet from her cubicle in the candidates’ quarters. “Small item retrieval is hit-or-miss. If it’s too big or too well hidden for them to find, it’s not going to happen.” Exchanging the toast in the pan with the cracker dough, she settled it back into the hearth to bake, she offered to doctor up the toast more before setting the slices in front of Cazan.
Just a bit curious as to the dragon-rider bond, wondering if there might be some correlation as the gold had just had her first Flight not too long previously, she couldn't help but ask... "How's Mal been doing?" a tinge of curious concern colored her voice. She hadn't seen much of her usual aerial displays as of late...