20.Jul.13, 11:04 PM
Arddra was making her way to the kitchen hoping to get some food to snack on. For once the area wasn't swarming with dragonriders, weyrlings and candidates as well as the rest of the Weyr inhabitants. In fact the only soul she saw upon entering the kitchen itself was a very young man, maybe 12 or 13 turns old.
Frowning she wondered why he was preparing what looked like a pie. At first seeing him dump wherry meat, raw from the looks of it into a bowl she assumed a meat pie. Then he poured juice. Was he just throwing things in at random? Arddra wasn't the best cook on Pern but she did know enough of the basics to realize what the young man was making certainly wasn't typical.
"What are you making?" Arddra inquired, her mind struggling on remembering the lad's name. She was certain she saw him in the Candidate Barracks not all that long ago but despite being fairly good at picking up names, this boy she didn't recall his name, other than it started with a Q. "I certainly hope you aren't just messing around in here."
Frowning she wondered why he was preparing what looked like a pie. At first seeing him dump wherry meat, raw from the looks of it into a bowl she assumed a meat pie. Then he poured juice. Was he just throwing things in at random? Arddra wasn't the best cook on Pern but she did know enough of the basics to realize what the young man was making certainly wasn't typical.
"What are you making?" Arddra inquired, her mind struggling on remembering the lad's name. She was certain she saw him in the Candidate Barracks not all that long ago but despite being fairly good at picking up names, this boy she didn't recall his name, other than it started with a Q. "I certainly hope you aren't just messing around in here."