Post by Shoki on Mar 6, 2015 7:58:30 GMT -8
77.02.23
Midmorning
Hedara was always busy. Paperwork tended to always be there, and you had to run to stay in place. As had become custom, Ivy was supervising, which meant little more than the firelizard sat around and looked cute. Hedara was completely immune to her charms. At least when people were around. As the door to her office was closed right now, she gave the Green a pet while reading her next bit of business. When a knock came at the door, she put the paper down and left Ivy where she was, and the Green merely looked up from the Weyrwoman’s desk. When she opened the door, she found a Lifewing rider standing there, a peculiar event, though it happened rarely.
“Is there some matter I can aid you in?” She observed the man was carrying a very awkwardly long package, and he himself looked… perplexed, was perhaps the best description.
“Sorry to disturb you, but I was told it had to be today.” Hedara raised an eyebrow and the man continued. “You see it was a while back, some months, and I and a few others had been called to Icy Caverns.” He looked for her understanding and Hedara merely nodded. The Aerie still sent aid, though neither that nor the Weyr searched candidates from there anymore. “When I got done, I headed back to Xigosh and there was a woman waiting. She gave me this and demanded that I give it to you on this day. She was rather… forceful about it. I didn’t see the harm it, so here I am. I hope that isn’t a problem.” He held out the oblong parcel and Hedara took it, before being handed a small note. “This went with it.”
Hedara opened the folded piece of paper and then just stood still. The message itself was one thing, but she recognized the handwriting. A series of sharp looking letters on a page. She didn’t move until she spoke, trying desperately to not reveal anything about her inner mental state.
“My thanks. Have you any other affair here?”
“Ah, no, just that. So it is okay?”
“It is.”
“Good. I’ll just get back to work then.” There was some hesitance in leaving, he was obviously very curious, but he headed off. Hedara closed the door behind him.
And immediately went to her desk, and cleared papers to give the package its space. And oddly enough, she was smiling. She put the small note just to the side, reading it once again. It said simply, “I always deliver.” Hedara hurried in tearing of the packaging, Ivy catching bits of brown paper as it was discarded. Soon enough, she was left with a wooden box, which was all too familiar to her. She pushed the lid open and, as expected, there was a sword in its scabbard.
Hedara actually laughed a little bit. Give her long enough and she would come through. Her mother might actually be one of the most stubborn people alive. No way of proper delivery at her disposal and she wait for a Lifewing rider and bullies them into delivering a present on her Turnday. It was amazing. She took out the sword, marveling at her mother’s handiwork. The scabbard was scorched black, but had been carved out in a pattern of thorny vines to reveal the shiny metal. The hilt was wonderfully done without being extravagant or impractical. It was done to imply leaves, and the black dyed leather made for a wonderful grip as she pulled the blade free of its scabbard. The blade was weighted perfectly and she couldn’t help but be absolutely delighted with it.
She put it back and hastily grabbed a scrap of paper and wrote two words on it. ‘My thanks’. She then quickly rolled it up and tied the whole thing to Ivy’s leg.
“Take to Arah Lune.” It was all she said but it was the most enthusiastic thing she had said in a while. She watched as Ivy cheerily went about on her delivery. Hedara then grabbed the blade and went immediately out and toward the training hall. Though she was carefully guarding her expression, she had a spark in her eyes that was almost never there. She might not have got a present from her parents last turn, today was well worth the wait.
Midmorning
Hedara was always busy. Paperwork tended to always be there, and you had to run to stay in place. As had become custom, Ivy was supervising, which meant little more than the firelizard sat around and looked cute. Hedara was completely immune to her charms. At least when people were around. As the door to her office was closed right now, she gave the Green a pet while reading her next bit of business. When a knock came at the door, she put the paper down and left Ivy where she was, and the Green merely looked up from the Weyrwoman’s desk. When she opened the door, she found a Lifewing rider standing there, a peculiar event, though it happened rarely.
“Is there some matter I can aid you in?” She observed the man was carrying a very awkwardly long package, and he himself looked… perplexed, was perhaps the best description.
“Sorry to disturb you, but I was told it had to be today.” Hedara raised an eyebrow and the man continued. “You see it was a while back, some months, and I and a few others had been called to Icy Caverns.” He looked for her understanding and Hedara merely nodded. The Aerie still sent aid, though neither that nor the Weyr searched candidates from there anymore. “When I got done, I headed back to Xigosh and there was a woman waiting. She gave me this and demanded that I give it to you on this day. She was rather… forceful about it. I didn’t see the harm it, so here I am. I hope that isn’t a problem.” He held out the oblong parcel and Hedara took it, before being handed a small note. “This went with it.”
Hedara opened the folded piece of paper and then just stood still. The message itself was one thing, but she recognized the handwriting. A series of sharp looking letters on a page. She didn’t move until she spoke, trying desperately to not reveal anything about her inner mental state.
“My thanks. Have you any other affair here?”
“Ah, no, just that. So it is okay?”
“It is.”
“Good. I’ll just get back to work then.” There was some hesitance in leaving, he was obviously very curious, but he headed off. Hedara closed the door behind him.
And immediately went to her desk, and cleared papers to give the package its space. And oddly enough, she was smiling. She put the small note just to the side, reading it once again. It said simply, “I always deliver.” Hedara hurried in tearing of the packaging, Ivy catching bits of brown paper as it was discarded. Soon enough, she was left with a wooden box, which was all too familiar to her. She pushed the lid open and, as expected, there was a sword in its scabbard.
Hedara actually laughed a little bit. Give her long enough and she would come through. Her mother might actually be one of the most stubborn people alive. No way of proper delivery at her disposal and she wait for a Lifewing rider and bullies them into delivering a present on her Turnday. It was amazing. She took out the sword, marveling at her mother’s handiwork. The scabbard was scorched black, but had been carved out in a pattern of thorny vines to reveal the shiny metal. The hilt was wonderfully done without being extravagant or impractical. It was done to imply leaves, and the black dyed leather made for a wonderful grip as she pulled the blade free of its scabbard. The blade was weighted perfectly and she couldn’t help but be absolutely delighted with it.
She put it back and hastily grabbed a scrap of paper and wrote two words on it. ‘My thanks’. She then quickly rolled it up and tied the whole thing to Ivy’s leg.
“Take to Arah Lune.” It was all she said but it was the most enthusiastic thing she had said in a while. She watched as Ivy cheerily went about on her delivery. Hedara then grabbed the blade and went immediately out and toward the training hall. Though she was carefully guarding her expression, she had a spark in her eyes that was almost never there. She might not have got a present from her parents last turn, today was well worth the wait.
