((Giant sight, here we go again!)) -- Teyjatt Weyr: Dinining Hall and Kitchens

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Date Posted: 11:19:47 09/14/02 Sat
Author: Hyacinth/Shamae
Subject: ((Giant sight, here we go again!))
In reply to: Hyacinth/Shamae 's message, "Sighs and rises." on 17:07:57 09/07/02 Sat

She re-enters, the long sleeves of her drab brown dres roled up abover her elbows, smears of dirt and Lord-knows-what-else on her face, a young gold fluttering about her head. She gathers a couple of clean, large rags, and enters the Second room filled with stuff, stuff for the Dragonriders. She uncovered a glow, and gasped in suprise at the condition of the place, the leather for the Ridingstraps was dry and brittle, in desperate need of oil, there were mice and who-knows-what scurriying across the floor, fleeing from the light. She shook her head, the first thing to do would be to get some cleanliness to everything. She whistled sharply to Shamae, who darted over and hovered before her, chirping inqisitivly. Hya held out her arm, and the Gold perched upon it. She concentrated very, very hard on the large sink in the Kitchen, on all of the rags and oil under it. She visualized Shamae opening it, getting out the small basket of oils and soap-sand, and bringing it to her. Shamae chirped in understanding, Hya sent to her the sense of great urgency,and the gold took off, seconds later returning heavily ladden with what Hya had requested. She smiled and took the basket, scratching Sham's eye ridges lovingly, Shamae chirped happily, alighting on hershoulder.((Better cut this short, it's already getting too long!))Hyacinth oils and cleans each of the straps until the are soft and supple, organized them by size, did the smae with the brushes and soaps used for bathing the dragons, found a broom leaning in a mass of crawler's-webs, and swept the floor. Finnally content that the next group of Weyrlings would find everything to be well-cared for and in order, she walked out with her supplies, washed out the rags, replaced everything, and collapsed on a benck, her dress sending off a cloud of dust as she flopped down.

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