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Post by Azrah on Jan 2, 2008 19:42:38 GMT -5
**Azice smiles back and says,** hi!
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Post by Nemus Flumen on Jan 2, 2008 19:55:37 GMT -5
Nemus weaves his way between the two introductions towards the pantry. The tall otter grabs a rag from the counter and nods to the squirrel. "Nice to meet you. They call me Nemus." He looked at the shelves piled high with rotten fruits and other foods he couldn't even identify. He started working quickly, not wasting any time in removing some foods from the shelf and into the bucket. The floor was littered with brown lettuce leaves, apple cores, shriveled pears and other wasted products. "Want to sweep the floor in here while I unload?" He inquired to his working companion.
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Post by Ronin Martok on Jan 2, 2008 20:29:54 GMT -5
Ronin gave a grunt as Lore went to go attack the table. Maybe everybeast wasn't as difficult as Azice. He ignored the ottermaid's shout of "shrews" as he went back to poking his head in the cupboards. In doing so, he completely missed Iceblade as he introduced himself. It wasn't that Ronin was intentionally being rude, but his paw had just hit a teacup inside the cupboard that went spinning off to crash into a stack of chipped plates. His ears were ringing from the sound that had been magnified by the enclosed space his head was in. By the time his hearing had returned to normal and he had removed his head from the cupboard, the kitchen seemed to be crowded with extra creatures that had not been there before.
A tall otter name Nemus was just introducing himself to Jovianne who seemed to have made quite a dent in the pantry. All in all, everybeast seemed to have found a job and was doing it quite happily. The shrew hopped down from the counter, having finished with the top cupboards. He began on the bottom ones which were in virtually the same condition.
Standing up from his work he noticed a small mouse that seemed to be standing awkwardly, holding some herbs in her paws. He scratched his head and suddenly the muffled voices he'd heard about washing herbs suddenly made sense.
"Ah! Yes, by all means use any sink. They're all clean."
He glanced at her. She wouldn't be a cook seeing as the herbs in her paws were not used to cook with.
"You a healer?"
His voice gave an echoing sound as he asked the question at the same time as he stuck his head back into the bottom cupboards.
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Post by Azrah on Jan 2, 2008 20:43:37 GMT -5
**Azice, now quie board with all the boring adult talk, decides to taunt Ronin, stiking out her tung, she said rudly,** you know, my mother went to the tavern the other day, the day after the new cook arrived, and said she got slop.
**Azice glared at Ronin,** she was very angry, apparently the cook burnt all the fish, and the soup overcooked.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jan 2, 2008 20:52:43 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah, except the tavern's not in the fort.
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Post by Ronin Martok on Jan 2, 2008 20:57:59 GMT -5
OOC: That's what I was going to say exactly. xD
BIC: Ronin kept his head in the cupboard as he heard Azice go on about tavern food.
"Keep that tongue inside your mouth, missy. It makes slobbering noises when you choose to let it hang out like that."
His paws kept finding more cracked and chipped dishes as he worked his way through the cupboards. He was in the last one. It was dark, but by squinting his eyes he could make out a teacup and saucer that was in the back corner. Ronin stretched his arm and paw in as far as they would go but he couldn't even come close. Darn these corner cupboards. He pulled himself out in order to stretch his neck muscles.
The shrew did not even give a glance at Azice, the ottermaid having proven again that she was just talking to hear herself talk. He was the fort's cook which meant he had nothing to do with tavern fare. The tavern was a seperate operation entirely. He gave his tail a small wiggle before diving back into the cupboard, completely disappearing into it.
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Post by Azrah on Jan 2, 2008 21:08:25 GMT -5
**Azice sneared and replied,** make me,** she draws a dagger and begins tossing it up and down expertly for one so young,** you think you could, **She asked again, seriously doupting it.**
OOC: and? Azrah is still able to eat there.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jan 2, 2008 21:24:07 GMT -5
OOC: What's complaining to him going to do about it?
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Post by Azrah on Jan 2, 2008 21:26:56 GMT -5
OOC: what do you mean?
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jan 2, 2008 21:28:03 GMT -5
OOC: Ronin isn't doing the tavern, the tavern isn't even a part of the fort. So complaining about how bad the tavern is will have absolutely no effect on his actions.
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Post by Azrah on Jan 2, 2008 21:32:02 GMT -5
OOC: but he is a cook, so complaining about bad cooking in the area, might make him want to fix it.
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Post by Finnerator Rudderbow on Jan 2, 2008 21:38:46 GMT -5
(OOC: Do the debating over PM please, it interferes with the rp)
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Post by Blue on Jan 2, 2008 22:16:47 GMT -5
Jovianne smiled as the otter, introducing himself as Nemus, started helping out in the pantry. "Pleasure to meet you, as well. I go by Jovianne, but most call me Anny for short," she said. "I was going to do the floor after the shelves were cleaned, but I could do it now. It sure does need a good sweeping," she laughed. Going back into the kitchens, she grabbed a broom and dustpan from a corner. She soon made herself busy, sweeping all of the food that had fallen to the ground in a neat pile, then bringing it all into the dustpan and dumping it in a pail. After a few rounds of this, the pantry floor was looking considerably cleaner. Making a quick decision, she took a bucket of soapy water and a brush, then began to scour the floor. "So, Nemus, where do you come from?" she asked, scrubbing.
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Post by Azrah on Jan 3, 2008 12:40:23 GMT -5
**Azice got board and left.**
OOC: lame post, but she's not doing anything.
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Post by Lore Winde on Jan 3, 2008 14:05:40 GMT -5
By now, Lore had finished scrubbing both the cupboard and the table, and approached Ronin, to ask what else she could do.
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