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Date Posted: 19:57:17 09/25/02 Wed
Author: Tiny
Subject: ...Gotta get that food...
In reply to: Lemeirta 's message, ">>^entrance^<<" on 19:29:33 09/19/02 Thu

The cook maneuvered her latest batch of rolls from the oven, deftly transferring the heated bread from platter to cooling rack with bare hands. Once that task was completed, Tiny glanced around the vast kitchens, realizing with surprise that all her chores were over for the moment. The lesser cooks scurried around, performing their required tasks, whom the head cook watched for a moment with the vague disdain of a superior artisan. One of the seemingly hundreds of waitresses- Tiny knew they had names, but never took the time to learn them- sidled towards the door, hoping to evade Tiny's roaming gaze, but luck was not on the girl's side. "Hey, you girl!" The head cook barked, striding towards the terror transfixed waitress. "Eh, me?" The girl asked, glancing around nervously, but everyone was suddenly very interested in their work. "Yes you! Where are you going?" Tiny demanded, folding her arms as she glared at the cowering waitress. "Er, I have to go take someone's order, ma'am, it's, er, my job." The girl stammered, shrinking under Tiny's gaze. The cook snorted, then brushed past the younger woman. "Stay here. I'll take care of it." The waitress breathed a sigh of relief as Tiny banged through the door. She had lived!

It didn't take Tiny long to see who needed to be helped, and she strode in Lemeirta's direction. "Hello there." She said in greeting, sliding into the seat across from the girl. "I'm Tiny, Head Cook of Bentuara." The chef announced. "You're hungry." It was a statement, not a question, for no one came to the Feasting Chamber for other reasons than food. "What would you like? I can make just about anything, but I always have meat rolls and hot coca on hand to snack on." Her tone was matter of fact, not boasting, for Tiny was simply no that type of person. During her speech the cook studied the woman before her, noting the odd coloring of hair and eyes, but she shrugged that off. The dragons attracted all types, and Tiny had learned long ago to take anything out of the usual in stride. "You've got lovely hair, if you don't mind me saying so." Tiny comments, then stops talking so that the maid could get a word in.

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