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Date Posted: 15:37:12 03/23/02 Sat
Author: ~ashle-moon~{CM}
Subject:

cleaned Masters wagon

xenochore 3-23-02

served Mistress Madalynn *ss*

and

(16:05:10)
ashle-moon~~R~
{CM}
~restricted~
XTC
~head kajira trainer~

: strolls thru camp to Masters wagon...steps in...bends over and gathers the furs up..*hmmph*...struggles back outside...throws them over the line next to the wagon..straightens them out..
16:07:29)
: peeks over...sees the large stick by the wagon..walks over..grabs it...scoots back to the furs...draws slender arms back ..wayyy far...and with a strong powerful downward swing ..one *smacks * the furs...holds breathe as the dust flies...one keeps whacking the furs till the air clears..smiles...goes and lays the stick down..smacks lil hands together...
16:09:01)
: skips back around the wagon and steps into it...pads over to the counter..picks up a cloth and dusts the wagon out..wiping down the small table within...pitches the cloth into a basket near the opening..turns..
16:10:57)
: humming softly...one pads over to the far corner...grabs the broom and dances it along the wagon..swiping the bristles along the corner, and under the table...then swooshing all the dust and dirt from the wagon...smiles..pads over and replaces the broom...side-steps over...lifts the pitcher from the table..leaves the wagon..
(16:16:26)
: one scampers over to the fresh water barrels ..fills up the pitcher..spins about and scoots back to the wagon...enters and places the pitcher back upon the table...smiles...picks up a tunic and hangs it up....bounces out the wagon back to the hanging furs...takes them down..and struggles back in the wagon with them...plops them to floor..grins...slips to rounded knees and straightens them out...takes a small cloth of mint leaves from ones pouch and lightly brushes the cloth over the furs...replaces cloth inside pouch..then draws fingers thru the fur to untangle and fluff up...takes a deep breathe ..smelling the mint..smiles...rises and steps from the wagon...ploping down on steps..looks around..

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