21.May.20, 10:52 AM
Madiquel laughed when they spoke at once, and then nodded sagely at the suggestion A’tay led with. “That makes sense,” Madiquel said, flashing a smile and following A’tay over to the collection of furniture that had been shoved against the side of Zezeth’s den and into the entrance of the main weyr. Most of the pieces of furniture were large, but in pieces designed to be slotted together. Madiquel was fairly certain the pair of them could handle it, between their dragonrider muscles. Grinning, she turned to look at A’tay, lifting her arms to flex her biceps. “I think most of our training was preparing us for manual labour of moving!” She laughed, and moved to the bed. “I guess we should start with the bed? It’s the biggest and going to be the easiest to work around.”
Smiling at A’tay, Madiquel took one end of the first piece, and they spent what felt like several hours juggling the pieces into what was going to be her bedroom, joking and teasing as they set up the bed and bedside tables, rugs on the floor, tapestries allocated to portions of the wall – she’d have to get someone to come in and bash some hooks into the stone wall later, since neither had thought of it for that day – and Madiquel threw her bedding into a mound on her bed, to be dealt with later. Standing in the doorway with A’tay beside her, Madiquel surveyed her new bedroom with her hands on her hips, before nodding in satisfaction and spinning around to hug her friend. “Wonderful!” She gushed, giving him a squeeze and then darting under his arm once he’d let her go.
“I guess we should do the guest room next?” She asked, turning to look at A’tay, “or a break?” she was down for that, too! Maybe that would be best! “I had some food and drinks brought up before, while you and Xyxyth were bringing things in for us,” she smiled warmly, and grabbed A’tay’s hand to drag him into the little kitchen area. It wasn’t much, or impressive, because Madiquel wasn’t inclined to cooking and enjoyed socialising enough that she’d spend most of her time eating in the Hall. But on one of the benches was a tray, with juice, a couple of glasses, and a platter of assorted snack foods. Giving A’tay’s hand a squeeze, Madiquel dropped it and set about pouring them both a drink, and handing one to her friend.
Smiling at A’tay, Madiquel took one end of the first piece, and they spent what felt like several hours juggling the pieces into what was going to be her bedroom, joking and teasing as they set up the bed and bedside tables, rugs on the floor, tapestries allocated to portions of the wall – she’d have to get someone to come in and bash some hooks into the stone wall later, since neither had thought of it for that day – and Madiquel threw her bedding into a mound on her bed, to be dealt with later. Standing in the doorway with A’tay beside her, Madiquel surveyed her new bedroom with her hands on her hips, before nodding in satisfaction and spinning around to hug her friend. “Wonderful!” She gushed, giving him a squeeze and then darting under his arm once he’d let her go.
“I guess we should do the guest room next?” She asked, turning to look at A’tay, “or a break?” she was down for that, too! Maybe that would be best! “I had some food and drinks brought up before, while you and Xyxyth were bringing things in for us,” she smiled warmly, and grabbed A’tay’s hand to drag him into the little kitchen area. It wasn’t much, or impressive, because Madiquel wasn’t inclined to cooking and enjoyed socialising enough that she’d spend most of her time eating in the Hall. But on one of the benches was a tray, with juice, a couple of glasses, and a platter of assorted snack foods. Giving A’tay’s hand a squeeze, Madiquel dropped it and set about pouring them both a drink, and handing one to her friend.