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30.Sep.22, 10:49 PM
Lady was lazily lounging with the twins at the creche during nap time, so she had Scallywag and Sir with her as she walked down the hall to the Weyrwoman's office. She had a pair of dress gloves with her, along with her notebook and some inventory reports she'd collected for the lower cavern supply closets. None of these were due yet, but she'd wanted to get them done early to give her more time to work on her leatherworking without the danger of forgetting to do it later on.
Hopefully she'd prove to be a decent enough Junior Weyrwoman when the time came, and then she could get T'ryn to not just throw his own free time away trying to do her work too. Caz was reasonably confident she could find a way to still do her own work while also helping Mulrissa. Or rather do all of her new work without sacrificing too much of her leatherworking. It wasn't just helping out, she reminded herself.
She knocked on the door to the office and after a moment she heard the Weyrwoman call out for her to come in. She pushed the door open and smiled, the blue flitter on her shoulder giving a cheery chirp in greeting as Sir remained quiet and aloof with only a suspicious glare tossed Mulrissa's way. Hopefully Sir would behave. "Hi, I brought those reports for the supplies, wanted to get them done in a timely fashion for you."
Cazan walked over and set the reports down on Mulrissa's desk and Scallywag jumped off of her shoulder and bounded forward, disappearing under the desk for a moment. "I'm so sorry, he's still very young and he's very adventurous." But luckily it didn't seem he was that embarrassed since he soon popped up with an almost startled squeak and clambered back up to the top of the desk where she quickly scooped him back up. "Sorry again. Scallywag, you need to stay up on my shoulder."
After reinforcing the thought with the blue and getting him seated back on her left shoulder across from Sir, Caz turned back to Mulrissa and smiled again. "Oh, I also have these dress gloves for you to try on and make sure they fit right before I add the contrast stitching and other decorative finishes." Sir suddenly let out a low hiss as he narrowed his eyes and glared, and as he made a move to try and jump down onto the desk Caz caught him. "Sir! No! You do not hiss at the Weyrwoman! What is wrong with you, you normally don't even care? I'm so sorry, I'll make sure I've got him while you try those on... maybe he's just having a grumpy day..."
Hopefully she'd prove to be a decent enough Junior Weyrwoman when the time came, and then she could get T'ryn to not just throw his own free time away trying to do her work too. Caz was reasonably confident she could find a way to still do her own work while also helping Mulrissa. Or rather do all of her new work without sacrificing too much of her leatherworking. It wasn't just helping out, she reminded herself.
She knocked on the door to the office and after a moment she heard the Weyrwoman call out for her to come in. She pushed the door open and smiled, the blue flitter on her shoulder giving a cheery chirp in greeting as Sir remained quiet and aloof with only a suspicious glare tossed Mulrissa's way. Hopefully Sir would behave. "Hi, I brought those reports for the supplies, wanted to get them done in a timely fashion for you."
Cazan walked over and set the reports down on Mulrissa's desk and Scallywag jumped off of her shoulder and bounded forward, disappearing under the desk for a moment. "I'm so sorry, he's still very young and he's very adventurous." But luckily it didn't seem he was that embarrassed since he soon popped up with an almost startled squeak and clambered back up to the top of the desk where she quickly scooped him back up. "Sorry again. Scallywag, you need to stay up on my shoulder."
After reinforcing the thought with the blue and getting him seated back on her left shoulder across from Sir, Caz turned back to Mulrissa and smiled again. "Oh, I also have these dress gloves for you to try on and make sure they fit right before I add the contrast stitching and other decorative finishes." Sir suddenly let out a low hiss as he narrowed his eyes and glared, and as he made a move to try and jump down onto the desk Caz caught him. "Sir! No! You do not hiss at the Weyrwoman! What is wrong with you, you normally don't even care? I'm so sorry, I'll make sure I've got him while you try those on... maybe he's just having a grumpy day..."
