Logs:Bait!
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| RL Date: 9 March, 2015 |
| Who: Edyis, Alida, Schuyler |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Log |
| What: Schuyler discovers how to deal with grumpy females. |
| Where: Bathing Caverns |
| When: Day 17, Month 3, Turn 37 (Interval 10) |
| Weather: Steady, today's snowfall sticks, creating dunes on the bowl floor. |
| OOC Notes: As usual feel free to edit/add/remove/change anything I may have missed. |
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>---< Bathing Pools, High Reaches Weyr >-------------------------------------<
Omnipresent clouds of steam slink across the tops of three naturally warm
pools, set into the floor of this kidney-shaped cavern. Near the entrance
the ceiling is high and polished, gleaming with little mineral specks as
it sweeps downward into increasingly ragged, uneven steps. The foremost of
the pools is squared off with wide steps leading down into the water and
has faucets for bringing in cooler water from a rain-catching cistern.
Primarily used for laundry, there's an almost constant film of suds along
its surface until the circulating current clears it at the end of the day.
Four sinks line the nearest wall and various tubs stored beneath allow for
the washing of delicates. Laundry bags can be dropped off in the bins near
the door and clean, folded laundry is stacked in rows of tall cubbies for
easy pickup.
The bend in the cavern leads to a rougher-hewn part of the chamber where
the two circular bathing pools welcome those in need of a wash. Towels and
washcloths are kept in neat stacks on shelves along the wall, along with
sacks of sweetsand and a few bars of precious soap. Stone benches provide
a place for sitting to remove shoes and clothing, while a row of gleaming
brass hooks stand above, ready to hold clothes and robes.
-----------------------------< Active Players >-----------------------------
Alida F 26 5'7" Athletic, white-blond hair, Clear green ey 25s
Edyis F 20 5'4" athletic, brown hair, brown eyes 0s
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Current Temp: 43 F Today's Lo/Hi: 35 F / 53 F
Belior: waning gibbous Timor: waning crescent
Weather: snow
>---------------------------------------< 18:10 D17 M3 T37, winter night >---< Sometime after the evening meal, and a long day of workouts and slogging through the snow dunes in the bowl, Edyis makes her way to the baths stripping and sinking into the water with a contented sigh. For the most part the baths are relatively unoccupied; a few people scattered here and there throughout the room. Another day of damnable drills with Taiga end later than Alida had originally thought, and they leave the woman silent and a little grumpy as she stalks her way into the bathing area to wash the sweat and stink from hours of work from her hide. Briskly, her 'fragrant' clothing is stripped away - a large towel quickly tucked tight around her torso, upper thighs - the smelly outer-wear then walked to the pull-open slot on one of the rocky wall, where it's tossed in and down a chute to be gathered up later by the launderers. All this requires caution and a slower pace from any and all bathers, given the thick mist and slippery surfaces all around, and so it's not terribly unusual to find the bluerider accidentally bumping shoulders with another walking bather when she slips some on the floor. Through the mists, there's the magnified sounds of a female's squeak of surprise (at both slide and contact), followed by a grunted, alto, "Pardons..." Thankfully, the other person is mellow about it all, and lurches sideways while a male voice responds, "No problem. Careful, there." It was a particularly busy day in the kitchens today and Schuyler enters the bathing cavern a bit smudged and certainly in need of a bath. He strips off his smudged clothes and tosses them in a bin. He rolls his shoulders as he scans the pools deciding where to enter. He spot Edyis and heads in her direction with a half grin on his face. As he's headed that way he gets bumped into, reaching out to catch Alida as she slips. "No problem. Careful, there." he pauses to make sure she's ok before realizing who it is. "Hey there Alida." he grins. The bluerider's alto voice, as much as the name, causes dark brown eyes to open and the once-scribe to scan the room before spying Schuyler and Alida. Keeping the water at chin level she turns to look at them. "Hey Alida, Sky." Well-well...at least it's someone not overtly hostile to her. Even better (?), she sort-of knows the one crashed into. Alida blinks up and identifies Schuyler, the blonde peering closer at the cook, then managing to eke up a faint smirk. "Good thing y' weren't carryin' anything..." is noted in her typical brisk, clipped tone to him, Edyis' voice instantly identified through the shifting mists, greeted with a quiet, "Ed," even as the bluie heads for the same pool as the other two. Once in - her towels deposited near the lip of the pool - there's a long sigh of relief from the blonde. Schuyler chuckles down at Alida. "You'd be surprised at how good a kitchen kid is at not spilling things when we're bumped into." he teases, following her to the pool. "Hello there Edyis, how are you tonight?" he asks with a smile. Sinking into the water, he echos Alida's sigh and he groans a bit as he rolls a shoulder in the warm water. "Snow made for rough sweeps?" She asks of the glacier wingrider moving to sit closer to the blonde, taking along with her the bar of scented soap as she starts to lather it between her fingers and a rag. Dark eyes shift over to the baker. "Tired, and sore. Otherwise fine though." "Never better be any uv' *yer* food that's spilled..." the often-terse bluerider comments to Schuyler after her relieved sigh, thoughts of the young man's special baked items swirling through her hungry mind. To Edyis is commented, "That 'n a handfull'a other things. Firestone sack tossin', too." Perhaps oddly, the blonde sounds more tired than disgruntled. As her fingers reach for a nearby baggie of soapsand, Pyrite flits in from somewhere, and cheeps happily above them all, the little gold quickly diving into the water and paddling around happily. There's the usual eyeroll from her mistress, but at least Alida's not ordering the firelizard out. Schuyler lets the water soak in for a bit longer, a smirk in Alida's direction. "Don't you worry your pretty head, I'll always have treats for you." he smirks grabbing some soapsand as well and starting with his hands he starts to scrub a bit. Edyis chuckles, "He does have a talent with delicious food stuffs." Even Edyis will admit. The little gold gets a giggle of her own, taking the sudsy cloth to her neck, starting to scrub in slow firm circles as though washing away tension as much as dirt. "Feels like it has been an excruciatingly long set of sevens." She tones softly brushing her hair over the opposite shoulder in the opposite direction of where the rag is scrubbing. "Pyrite is looking as cheerful as usual. Looks like the controlled diet has worked for her." For just a second, the look of irritation flashing over Alida's features might indicate she'll take umbrage on Schuyler for that 'pretty head' comment, but - perhaps given her tiredness - the bluerider settles for merely wrinkling her nose at the cook, then rubbing the soapsand into her own hide. Scrubba-dubba. Under her breath to Edyis' first comment, "You've *no* idea..." is muttered, the blonde then puffing a breath out at word (and sight) of her paddling flit. "Only reason she 'picked' me is 'cause I was throwing meat at 'er ta get away faster." Oh, the stupidity of *that* move. "Yeah... maybe she's just naturally a little pudgier than average." Or maybe the little gold still sneaks extra food at times. Schuyler glances over at the gold lizard. "She looks good to me." comes his totally unhelpful observation. "You both know my talents." he smirks. "Hmmm anything either of you are looking for in that department? Food I mean." he he asks as he keeps scrubbing. The curiosity at Alida's statement of ideas, isn't easily wiped from Edyis's features. Rather she studies the blonde thoughtfully. There is a smirk though for Pyrite, "No I think she picked you because deep down she knows you need an obnoxious little ball of sunshine in your life." Her lips curl unrepentantly with the tease. As for food, she falls quiet. Thoughtful. Okay; *that* comment deserves an outright stare from Alida, the blonde 'awarding' said look to Schuyler as she ripostes tartly, "If you say anything about this 'other talent' bein' uv' the bed variety..." Glower. What; she'll punch him? Just for clarity's sake: "You cook good food." Period. Addendum: "More uv' those roll-type things." Beat. "Please." MmmM-GOOD! Edyis' comment receives another roll of clear, bright green eyes and a small twist of the bluerider's lips while she scrubs herself, Pyrite whistling her pleasure at hearing her name, the flit offering both Ed and Sky fluting sounds of enjoyment while she paddles up to her 'owner' and proceeds to try and tug loose the dyed leather thong tied about the end of 'lida's braid. Siiigh. "Little stinker..." Schuyler chuckles. "Hey now." he holds up his slightly soap hands in surender. "You're very attractive but I promise that's not what I meant. Really. My talents are food....not...that I'd be opposed if you were offering to explore other options...but...I didn't think you were interested in that." he glances over at Edyis. "Either of you." with a sigh and to try to get away from his unintended inuendo, he dunks under the water to wet his hair, flicking a few drops around when he resurfaces. Edyis laughs then as Sky dunks and resurfaces. "I know what you meant, poor guy." She watches pyrite with amusement before shifting from sudsing her neck to her shoulders, again long slow circles meant to draw out tension as much as dirt. "Pulling double duties again or something like that Alida?" Apparently Alida is unused to being outright called attractive, because the usually hardened woman feels a faint blush scoot across her cheeks, the reaction quickly hidden beneath circulating waters as she suddenly dunks her whole head to wet it. Thank goodness she doesn't overhear the rest of Schuyler's words. These actions cause Pyrite to squawk in small surprise, her claws clinging to the tip of the blonde's braid as the flit is also summarily dunked a little, then resurfaces. This must be fun for the firelizard, since the gold's doing it on her own, now, holding to Alida's braid like an oxygen line, and diving down and resurfacing a handful of times. "Will you knock it off?" the bluie mutters not unkindly at her playful pet, gently removing her braid from Pyrite's grasp so she can undo her hair on her own, and soon set about washing the thick, pale mass. A few of those droplets the young man shakes from his wet hair spatter over the firelizard, giving her even more reason to feel playful, her legs rowing her towards the cook while inner-lidded eyes wheel a moderate blue. Chitter! Blinking rivulets of water from her eyes as her fingers pry plaited strands apart, Alida peers over at Edyis in suspicious manner, then finally shrugs, shakes her head a little. Silence. Surely the not-scribe must have heard of the bluerider's punishment, by now. Schuyler winks at Edyis, clearly not too terribly upset since Alida is actually blushing. He holds in a chuckle, sure if Alida were to hear it she'd be angry. The little gold grabs his attention and he squirts a stream of water up into the air using his hands. Edyis dark eyes take note of the blushing, perhaps filing it away for later. Her lips twist as the bobbing little beastie continues her play with the blonde's the suspicious look however is returned with one of curiosity. "You didn't want me prying, I figured you whole talk about it when you were ready to." Edyis comments quietly undoing her own hair now to let the long dark curls fan loosely about her in the water. "I would love sweet rolls, if you figure out to make them without the flour. Oh yeah, she'd be pissed, alright. Smart cook! While Alida froths bubbles up into her long hair, Pyrite finds that water fountain of Schuyler's a positive delight, the little queen squeaking brightly, and attempting to capture the gush of water by flinging herself from water through air with some wet flaps of wings. If the young man doesn't watch out, he might wind up with a few accidental claw marks or the slap of a tail. Sqeakie! More More! For Edyis, the blonde only clips off a low, perhaps intense, "Yer gonna be waitin' til the Red Star freeze over, then." Nothing personal. Sweet rolls... those sound damned good to the 'ex' guard, who chimes in with, "With cinnamon 'n pecans in 'em." Schuyler's eyes peek out to the side as she washes her hair, a smile touching his lips as he ducks away from the swooping gold, sending another fountain of water for her to chase. He hmmms at the girls request. "With pecans...I could maybe try with the nut flour..." he contemplates, distracted from their conversation by playing with the gold. Edyis sighs, "Then I take that as permission to figure it out on on my own." Softly spoken, but not unkindly. She smiles then combing soapy fingers through her hair before dunking under for several seconds standing and turning her back to Sky as she scrubs the rest of herself quickly before dunking again to rinse away the soap. "Might even be better with the nut flour." Game of the TURN! At least it looks that way, from the way Pyrite's playing it. The firelizard makes various sound of pleasure and effort as she seeks to capture those fountains of water Schuyler magically produces from his hand, the little gold taking as much pleasure in the game itself as she might in 'winning' it. "Thanks..." Alida notes dryly to the cook as he amuses the flit - thus keeping her literally out of Alida's hair - while she goes about her own ablutions. Within her corona of suds and hair, the bluerider flicks her green gaze over to Edyis - something a little flinty within it - before she gives one of her dismissive little shrugs again. "Gotta have the cinnamon..." her alto notes pointedly to Sky. Schuyler chuckles as he plays with the gold. Totally /not/ watching the naked girls bathe around him. Nope not at all. The comment about the nut flour and then then cinnamon have him grinning. "It's a good idea..." then he smirks at Alida. "My recipe mixes the cinnamon into the dough...I bet you'd really like it." his oh so serious comment filled with mischief. Edyis returns that flinty gaze with an even one. The edges touched by concern though it is a fleeting thing. She works her hair into a lather, taking time since there is so much of it, once loosed from the braid. "Sweet rolls and meat rolls. My two favorite things, that and white wine" She sighs with food on the brain. If she even suspects Schuyler is watching... then *he'd* better watch out. Alida does seem like the type to blow up. As he plays with the happy flit, said firelizard's owner mutters, "As long as I c'n taste the cinnamon, I don' care." Maybe she's even imagining this treat right now, for the bluerider subconsciously rubs a pair of quick fingers over her lips, as if she's salivating. Frown. "Quit talkin' about food; I've yet ta' eat dinner." So totally clueless as to the cook's double meanings is the rider. "Damnit, Ed..." Glare. Enough with the food talk! And sure enough, it's at this point that the bluie's stomach lets off a rather loud gurgle-yowl. Schuyler is not making any inuendos. Well not yet. He lets out a low rumbled chuckle though when the blue rider's stomach gurgles. "How about when we're all clean I treat you both to today's experiment." another mischievious sparkle in his eye and to Edyis. "I have a nice stash of wines too. But...you have to be a bit nicer to me if you think I'm sharing /that/." it's all in fun, but perhaps there's just a /little/ truth to it. You could not more fully enrapture Edyis's attention unless you added the words Benden White, to that statement on wine stashes. She is rinsing hair and moving to grab the towel she has folded on the pool ledge, climbing out after a good rinse of her hair. Once wrapped in the fluffy towel she takes a second to the wild wet mass of curls starting to dry them. "Is that a promise?" She can't help it; she so hungry that even mere mention of something new and potentially delicious from Schuyler makes Alida look at him with the eyes of a half-starved wild cat. Wine too?! Blink, stare. "And just wadda'ya mean by 'nice?' Suspicious; thy name is Alida. But she's guardedly hopeful, too, perhaps noticed in the continued attention payed to the young man. And then Ed's in motion, and the other woman is scrambling, too, trying to rinse out all her hair while burbling to Edyis, "Not FAIR!" She's got more to wash! Pyrite, meantime, is finally pouncing Schuyler's hand (sans claws, thank Faranth!), and attempting to shove her nose into his fist to find the source of that fountain of water. Schuyler is all laughs, the two grumpiest girls fauning due to his food. To Edyis. "A promise that if you are nicer to me I might consider sharing some of my /best/ wine." best sounding an awful lot like Benden in that comment. To Alida there's a sweeter smile. "I mean, Edyis here has a habit of being less than friendly at times. And I only share my wines with friends...or more than friends." a wink at the blue rider as he opens the fists to reveal...NOTHING...to the tiny gold. He then uses those hands to get his scrubbing out of the way too. To Alida, "She can hurry all she wants. My wine stash location is one of the only secrets I keep." that comment sending a wink in Edyis's direction. Edyis laughs at the cry of not fair. "Oh hush, takes longer to dry and I still have to work the oil into it." Edyis quips to the green-eyed blonde. Long graceful fingers working the water from the curls before fetching a brush and a bottle of some light sweet scented oil, putting a few drops into her palm before working it into the length of her curls. Then she begins the work with the brush, in her fervor not perhaps paying as much mind to the towel as she should. Wait-whut? *Edyis* is the one accused of being the grumpiest? That confuses Alida for all of two seconds, after which the bluerider smirks at the not-scribe in odd triumph...before her flashing gaze is turned back upon the cook. He's lucky he's offering food, or that wink might invite something unpleasant, in some form or another. And while the rider ducks her head beneath the water to paw out any remaining suds, Pyrite finds herself getting to the bottom of things and... Wait! There is no magical fountain mechanism?! NOOOOOooooo! From the way the firelizard keeps trying to re-inspect the youth's now busy hand, she might doubt the 'proof of his pudding.' Back up again, and roughly squeezing excess water from her tresses, Alida comments sharply, "She c'n have the wine, this time. *I* want the *food*." For Edyis, there's a cautious look - as if the other woman might be trying to deceive her with those words - then a low, "Lemme' try that..." as she catches scent of that oil, 'lida's hand held out towards Ed. Schuyler catches the confused look and chuckles. "You. Can be bribed with food. It seems my scribe friend here takes a bit more to loosen up." a smirk, but he's totally unaware of any inuendo that might seep through in his words, poor sap. He swats playfull at the gold trying to prove there's no trick. The oil catches his attention as he watches the girls 'doing their hair'. Edyis passes the small bottle of oil to Ailda, before resuming the brushing. "Helps keep my hair from frizzing, doesn't take much, and it also makes it shine too." The former scribe offers, before satisfied with her work, she moves over to where her clothes are folded in the cubby, quickly dressing. "Depends on who's bribing 'n with what..." Alida ripostes easily around a faint smirk, her greens then flicking to Edyis to note her reaction, while the bluie accepts that little vial of nice-smelling oil, and thinks to follow Ed's lead in how much is applied. She's not used to doing this, and it shows in how roughly the 'rider draws annointing fingers through her locks after she reaches pool-side. Good thing her hair is straight, though there's lots of it. There's thoughtful looks cast to Ed as the other offers her take on what the oil does for her own hair...and when the blonde's done applying the oil to all but the side and top of her head, the now darker blond masses not only smell enchanting (an odd thing indeed upon one such as Alida), but look a little less frizzed - fresh from the water - than normal. "How much does this stuff cost?" is inquired as the woman wraps a towel around her locks, then ducks towards her own cubby, where clean, generic, 'her-sized' clothing awaits. She'll get into her own private wardrobe choices when back in her own weyr. Edyis smirks playfully teasing the baker. "If you had tried the wine before pickup lines, you might have had more success." It is Alida's question of the bottle's price however that has the dark-eyed scribe silent. It takes her a moment toanswer, "I think maybe a quarter mark? It's been a while since I bought any." Dark eyes shift back to the little gold and the man in the water. "I sincerely hope you weren't just teasing with the offer of food and wine." "That much..." Alida notes with a thoughtful frown, finishing up dressing, and now toweling through her lightly oiled hair...sniffing the pleasant scent of it. "I'll pay ya for what I used." Too expensive and 'girly' for her tastes, apparently...especially since she has so much hair. The thought of Schuyler merely teasing them with food finally enters the 'rider's mind at Edyis' words, and 'lida finds her gaze burrowing into Sky's...daring him to disappoint at his peril. In the pool, Pyrite finally gives up trying to find the 'fountain,' and flaps her way over to Edyis, seeing if it's safe to land on the younger female while Alida is busy taking care of her own hair. Schuyler had been busy finishing scrubbing himself while they worked the oil through their hair. "I never tease about food." he comments as he steps from the water, suddenly realizing he hadn't grabbed a towel on his way over as he had been keeping Alida from falling over instead. He strides across the room to grab on and wraps it around his waist as he sorts throught the clothes for something to throw on. "Really, don't worry about it. It's just grapeseed oil infused with flowers. A bottle like that even with as much hair as I have lasts almost a turn." She admits sheepish. As for the baker, Edyis grins. "Good, I wouldn't want to get between Alida and food." When the little gold lands on her shoulder, Edyis grabs a smaller towel, gently patting the lizard dry as much as she allows. The leftover look in Alida's eyes as she casts a glance back at Schuyler holds a little of 'You'd better not...' behind it. While the blonde uses a thick-toothed comb to slowly work her damp locks into more order, she carefully avoids looking at the nude youth as he exits the pool, though green eyes do glance momentarily at Sky's ass. Naughty holder-bred. Naughty. Edyis' use of her own name has the women appearing a little guilty for a scant second before she smirks and nods agreement with those words of her and food. "Or Ed 'n wine." Snert. "Okay...but I don't owe you, then..." is commented back of the hair oil. Pyrite refrains from shaking off excess water from her hide in favor of the not-scribe's blotting away of it, the flit opening up her wings in droopy fashion to Ed can reach everywhere. Crooooon. Schuyler chuckles, unaware, it seems, of the eyes on his backside. "Note to self, never tease you two with food. Bribe, for sure, but tease...I'd like to stay in tact thank you very much." Of course, being weyr bred he has no shame in drying himself off in front of them, giving them both ample chance to look over his well muscled body. Not that he's showing off. Eventually he tugs on some pants leaving his top off for a moment as he smiles at the preening gold lizard. Edyis nods to Alida's mention of not owing and after a thorough drying even Pyrite gets some of that oil applied carefully, but thoroughly. "We all may as well smell pretty. Don't want the weather drying you out." The scribe points out, as much for the guard as for Pyrite. Before she catches the former guard ogling Sky with a smirk. Oh yes she saw that. Oh no she won't forget. "It is true, a good wine is always a nice bribe. Food too lately." Ahem; nothing to see, here. Alida's not going to admit in any fashion that she leered at the cook's buns. Schuyler's words of food has the rider nodding briskly while her eyes studiously avoid him until he's at least got pants on, her hair-combing continuing even as she moves her eyes slowly over to Edyis and company. There's a faint scowl For Ed's noticing of her earlier gawping, but she'll 'forgive' her for the moment, as the other woman's oiling Pyrite, and taking up the 'burden' of being the flit's willing perch, for now...said firelizard wriggling and cooing softly, and finally rubbing her head against the not-scribe's jaw. Schuyler reaches down and offers a hand to the woman still left in the water. "As much as I enjoy you in there, the food will get soggy if we eat it in the pool." he smirks. A glance over his shoulder at Edyis and he gives her a curious look. "Are you including me in that? Because as nice as it smells on you I don't want to smell like a girl." Schuyler glances over his shoulder at Edyis and he gives her a curious look. "Are you including me in that? Because as nice as it smells on you I don't want to smell like a girl." He glances between the girls and smiles. "You both look lovely." he finally tugs on a shirt. "Are you nearly ready to get some of my famous treats now?" his eyes light with mischief. He may have actually intentended that inuendo. Edyis just grins, back at the guard, happy to lavish the lizard at her shoulder with lots of attention and affection as is the creature's due, tribute paid. "No you just need to not stink like a man. Though there is this lemongrass soap that has a nice masculine scent." She might be teasing "As long as those treats are limited to a good meal and good wine, I'm all set." "Guys can smell nice, too..." Alida notes with sure confidence, though she has to admit "But not flowery, yeah." Shrug. And, since girly things were never anywhere near the top of her list of 'important things,' the bluerider moves on immediately, twisting her lips and rolling her eyes at Schuyler's assertion. "I don't need validation..." she notes in rather brisk reply, waving off such foolish things and continuing to comb her now straightened locks while moving over towards the cook. "You slab it, I stab it..." the guard notes in eager reply to his latter words. Nothing like truncating a possible innuendo. A headquirk for Edyis' recommendation receives the blonde's low, "Yeah... that might smell nice on a guy." Sagenod. For her part in this deal, Pyrite stretches luxuriously upon Ed's shoulder, and then eases her way into a curl about the back of the younger woman's neck...peeking out from her hair with green eyes. Mmmm. Schuyler chuckles and wiggles his eyebrows at Alida, who says she truncated an inuendo with a comment like that? "Personally I've found the smells of the kitchen seem to get a pretty positive reaction. Especially if the two of you are anything close to normal." not that he's saying they are. "I don't think it was validation so much as observation Alida. He's right though you do look lovely when you are all cleaned up." Edyis smiles, not bothering to bind her long curls back, still petting the little creature perched on her on ocassion. "Quit with the food teasing and make with the cooking. I am starved. She quips back. God damnit. Again, it's time for Alida to be slightly flustered at Edyis' compliment, though she just tucks her chin in slightly and half-way nods to the other woman. As for the young man...Well, maybe he's not heard enough about the bluerider to know any better. No matter, Alida just stares at Schuyler for a few moments, then shrugs and mentally moves on. "All I know is the smells need ta turn into the 'in my stomachs' before I start eating someone's arm..." for again, her stomach (the woman possessing only one of them, unlike her pet and her lifemate) is gurgling and whining something fierce. "Never said anything such." About being 'normal.' "Lead on..." is noted nearly in tandem with Edyis. Schuyler swats his towel in Edyis's direction. "I'm waiting on you two." he tosses the towel in a bin and holds out an arm to each of them. Not that he actually expects either of them to take hold, he's being a gentleman and offering at least. |
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