...Yes?... -- Feasting Cavern

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Date Posted: 19:22:20 11/03/02 Sun
Author: Tiny
Subject: ...Yes?...
In reply to: Kwynn 's message, "!!! ((attn: Tiny))" on 17:29:17 11/01/02 Fri

A practically frantic waitress skitters through the kitchen to where Tiny stands, working on a fresh batch of rolls, and waits to be noticed. When the head cook continues to ignore the small woman, the waitress swallows nervously. Disturbing Tiny while she was cooking was dangerous, but so was disobeying the redrider waiting outside. The waitress coughs and tugs on Tiny's sleeve, then says meekly,
"Umm...Tiny? Excuse me, there's a redrider outside! I think its Kwynn, um, you know, Trae's rider?"
The tiny woman quailed under the head cook's glare, but at the mention of Kwynn, she nods and asks gruffly,
"Where is he?"
The waitress points a trembling finger at the door to the Feasting Cavern, squeaking like a terrified mouse. Tiny nods and strides towards the small door, and the terrorized waitress runs to hide among her sympathetic peers. They too had experienced Tiny.

Tiny steps out of the kitchen, accompanied by a blast of hot air, and quickly identifies the panting rider.
"Well, what is it?"
She raises one thick eyebrow in question. Hopefully it was not an order to prepare a lot of food in very little time. That kind of thing was stressful, and yet the riders seemed to like ordering her too. Ah, well.

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Replies:

<><><> -- Kwynn, 10:04:54 11/05/02 Tue
- ...Alright already!... -- Tiny, 20:39:32 11/06/02 Wed
  - ~*~I don't trust nobody.~*~ -- Xanthrall, 05:49:51 11/08/02 Fri