09.Jul.13, 08:00 PM
Chores were a constant in a weyr. Casa had told herself this over and over and over, and knew it would never change. It never much bothered her; after all, a busy weyr was a happy weyr, or at least meant you couldn't get in trouble. However, when you have something as large as the Gather Square to clean...it could be complicated. And last night there had been another storm, which resulted in tree branches and general debris scattered all over. What was worse, it was still lightly sprinkling, making everything muddy and wet.
As she got on her better pair of boots and pulled a second tunic over her head, she took comfort in the fact that one of the more reasonable people was going to be helping too. When she asked who else had been assigned to helping to remove the mess, she had been told the current crew was coming off-duty, and that Peorray would likely be helping. She didn't know the woman all that well, but she had a wonderful reputation, and was a hard worker on just about anything that got given to her. Casa wasn't really well known to the woman, but she did look up to her for the amount of effort she dedicated to the Weyr, especially being one of the folks from up North.
After finally getting everything layered and tied on, she began to stump outside, downing the last of her morning klah and dipping out into the misty weather. The clouds above swirled in great masses of grey; it looked like it was bound to rain on and off for most of the day. Hopefully they would be able to make a good dent in the mess out there before it got too much muddier. And at the end of the day, she could always look forward to the baths. There was nothing better than baths after a day of labor and rain.
As she got on her better pair of boots and pulled a second tunic over her head, she took comfort in the fact that one of the more reasonable people was going to be helping too. When she asked who else had been assigned to helping to remove the mess, she had been told the current crew was coming off-duty, and that Peorray would likely be helping. She didn't know the woman all that well, but she had a wonderful reputation, and was a hard worker on just about anything that got given to her. Casa wasn't really well known to the woman, but she did look up to her for the amount of effort she dedicated to the Weyr, especially being one of the folks from up North.
After finally getting everything layered and tied on, she began to stump outside, downing the last of her morning klah and dipping out into the misty weather. The clouds above swirled in great masses of grey; it looked like it was bound to rain on and off for most of the day. Hopefully they would be able to make a good dent in the mess out there before it got too much muddier. And at the end of the day, she could always look forward to the baths. There was nothing better than baths after a day of labor and rain.