28.Jun.13, 06:10 PM
In a Weyr, there was always about 1000 things that needed to be done. From checking glows to harvesting the fields, it took a lot of work to keep everything running smoothly. Luckily for a Weyr, there always seemed to be people to do these necessary chores, especially with an abundance of Weyrbrats around and the candidates that seemed to appear from up North or within the weyr complex itself. After dinner was one of the busiest times of days, and on this particular evening, Casa found herself stuck with laundry duty.
Sighing at the seemingly huge amount of fresh furs in her arms, Dae trudged into the Weyrfolk Hall. She had been instructed to check all of the rushes and put the freshly aired furs back where they belonged. Picking a doorway at random, she popped inside and noticed the many beds waiting for attention. It wasn't a big chore, just one that took a while. She set the furs down by the doorway, looking around the room and trying to decide where she should start.
Picking one of the first beds, she began the task of fluffing up the rushes. Most of the beds seemed to have been restuffed fair recently; she didn't notice any mattresses, at least near the front, that seemed in crucial need of fresh material. Still, this was going to take a while. Hopefully some of the candidates or other weyrfolk had been assigned to help her get it done. Looking back at the entryway to this room, she glanced hopefully about, waiting for someone to appear as if by magic or sheer force of will.
Sighing at the seemingly huge amount of fresh furs in her arms, Dae trudged into the Weyrfolk Hall. She had been instructed to check all of the rushes and put the freshly aired furs back where they belonged. Picking a doorway at random, she popped inside and noticed the many beds waiting for attention. It wasn't a big chore, just one that took a while. She set the furs down by the doorway, looking around the room and trying to decide where she should start.
Picking one of the first beds, she began the task of fluffing up the rushes. Most of the beds seemed to have been restuffed fair recently; she didn't notice any mattresses, at least near the front, that seemed in crucial need of fresh material. Still, this was going to take a while. Hopefully some of the candidates or other weyrfolk had been assigned to help her get it done. Looking back at the entryway to this room, she glanced hopefully about, waiting for someone to appear as if by magic or sheer force of will.