01.Oct.12, 07:30 PM
’Go wash the tables.’ She had said… Bordtai, while he certainly didn’t mind washing the tables with then WeyrHall was quiet like it was now, was beginning to think that washing the tables was a chore they had him do 20x more often than necessary just to make sure he was stuck close enough to be put to a more useful task when one came up.
Even so, he pulled the cloth from the wash bucket and wrung it out before spreading it on the table and kneeling on the bench to better reach the other end as he began to scrub. Unfortunately, he’d only made it halfway down the table before he saw the larger, thick fingered hand snaked out and snatched the rag from between his hand and the table. Bordtai couldn’t help the sigh that left his lips as the larger Weyrbrat tossed the rag to another.
“You’ve lost your rag, Bordtai, it looks like you’ll have to lick the tables clean.” The first boy said as the second laughed and tossed it over Bordtai’s head to a third. The three taunted Bordtai for several minutes as he stood there, eyes downcast and simply waited through it silently. Deciding that they weren’t going to get a rise from him, the dipped the rag freshly into the water before hitting the smaller brat square in the face with it.
“Dimglow doesn’t even know how to be entertaining.” The largest of the brats said as the three shuffled out of the Weyr looking for better entertainment elsewhere. Bordtai took a moment to carefully peel the wet cloth from the side of his head before wiping his nose on his sleeve and re-dipping the cloth, this time properly wringing it out and finishing the table he had been working on.
He was wiping the side of his face dry with a sleeve as he moved to the next table, this one was occupied by a single person, but just one person wasn’t enough to make Bordtai skimp a whole table on his chore. So dipping the rag in the bucket, he climbed onto the bench on the opposite side and began to wash his way around the man eating. The man didn’t have to move for Bordtai to be able to get most of the table clean, so he wasn’t going to ask him to.
Even so, he pulled the cloth from the wash bucket and wrung it out before spreading it on the table and kneeling on the bench to better reach the other end as he began to scrub. Unfortunately, he’d only made it halfway down the table before he saw the larger, thick fingered hand snaked out and snatched the rag from between his hand and the table. Bordtai couldn’t help the sigh that left his lips as the larger Weyrbrat tossed the rag to another.
“You’ve lost your rag, Bordtai, it looks like you’ll have to lick the tables clean.” The first boy said as the second laughed and tossed it over Bordtai’s head to a third. The three taunted Bordtai for several minutes as he stood there, eyes downcast and simply waited through it silently. Deciding that they weren’t going to get a rise from him, the dipped the rag freshly into the water before hitting the smaller brat square in the face with it.
“Dimglow doesn’t even know how to be entertaining.” The largest of the brats said as the three shuffled out of the Weyr looking for better entertainment elsewhere. Bordtai took a moment to carefully peel the wet cloth from the side of his head before wiping his nose on his sleeve and re-dipping the cloth, this time properly wringing it out and finishing the table he had been working on.
He was wiping the side of his face dry with a sleeve as he moved to the next table, this one was occupied by a single person, but just one person wasn’t enough to make Bordtai skimp a whole table on his chore. So dipping the rag in the bucket, he climbed onto the bench on the opposite side and began to wash his way around the man eating. The man didn’t have to move for Bordtai to be able to get most of the table clean, so he wasn’t going to ask him to.