Finding Dinner

Western Weyr - Kitchen

Perhaps you followed your nose here.. the cooking aromas are tempting. This is the main kitchen of the Weyr. At any time of the day or night you find cooks and drudges busy making meals and preparing foodstuffs for storage for later use. The cavern has been shaped into a huge room with a domed ceiling. The huge ovens and cooking stoves line the outer wall, their perpetual fires fueled by natural gas from a nearby well. Vent holes pierce the cavern walls, keeping the room amazingly clear of smoke. The inner wall has long counters of smooth stone, carved from the walls. You see a large, heavy looking metal-clad door. This is the large cold storage room, much like a man-made ice cave. The walls are made of volcanic rock, known for it's insulating properties. The heat exchanger is also powered by natural gas.

Mid-afternoon, and the kitchen is in the quiet lull between lunch and dinner, with some things beginning the slow cooking process, while most workers are taking a well deserved break. Rae is settled at a tall stool near the butcher block, the teenager framed by a stack of carefully folded linens - meant for lining baskets and the like - talking softly with a dark-haired young man as she half-heartedly picks at the pastry infront of her. Feet swinging, she frowns a little as he excuses himself, and she sighs when he's gone, glancing around the cavern.

Kiley makes her way carefully into the kitchens, careful not to get in the way of those who are coming and going. Though there is a look of relief when the kitchen appears to be in a lull. The computer crafter considers all of those who are present and then settling upon Raevella nd the young man. When he leaves, she moves carefully out of the way before making her way over to the younger woman with a smile upon her lips. "Sorry to bother you. I had requested a packed dinner earlier today. I was wondering if tit was finished? Oh. If it isn't, yet, I can wait until my ride gets here."

Raevella is glancing once or twice more after the young man's departing form, lips pursing into a pout, before she sighs and shakes her head. And then, after a moment, Rae is realizing that Kiley is talking to *her* and she starts a little, before giggling, and shaking her head. "Oh, shards.. I don't know.. I'm on laundry.." And she indicates the linens with a wave of her hand - before she's sliding off the stool, "I bet we can find out, though.." She offers helpfully, licking off her fingers quickly.

Kiley blinks as the other starts giggling, peeking over towards the entryway quickly before attention flickers back in front of her. "Oh. I'm sorry." Her eyes widen just a fraction as she considers the laundry and the other with a careful look before cheeks color a faint shade. "I wasn't paying that much attention. That would be very helpful, though." A thankful smile settles upon her lips and shoulders relax a fraction. "Who would we ask, then? Or do you know your way around the kitchens?"

Raevella shakes her head a little, flicking her fingers at Kiley as the elder of the pair blushes just a little. "Don't be.. He would have been the helpful one, but, apparently he had things to do." Rae scoffs a little at the excuse the young man gave her, before she's rolling her eyes, and motioning for the crafter to follow her. "There aren't too many places it could possibly be, I mean.." She contemplates, hands going to her hips as she considers for a second, scanning the countertops just to make sure its not in plain view.

Kiley tilts her head over the shoulder towards the entrance again, where the man took off and brows furrow in consideration. "I see. Can't really blame someone for being busy, though." She smiles and looks back to the younger woman, thoughtful. "I suppose not, and being that it is something that I am taking with me, it'd be in a container of sorts." So, she scans the counters with a careful look but then takes to walking along them, just to check for a note of any sort. "I don't know much about the kitchens, I'm afraid… Otherwise I'd make a suggestion of possible places."

"Him? Busy?" Rae giggles, shaking her head. "More like he was too chicken to answer an honest question." Rae humphs a little, fluffing her skirts before she's checking each large cooler in turn, stepping inside to glance over the shelves for a basket meant to keep, rubbing at her arms, before checking the second. "I wonder.." She starts slowly, voice echoing in the large chamber.

"Oh." Kiley blinks owlishly at the other girl, considerably lost on this topic. "What did you ask?" Fingers touch the counters as she walks along in search for the basket. None to be found, however, so she turns to watch the other. She stiffens slightly and then quickly picks up her pace to hurry to where the other is in the cooler, pausing to watch before stepping in after her. "Wonder what?"

"Why he was busy last night telling some *other* girl the same thing he told me the night before last." Rae smirks as she peeks out the cooler at Kiley, shaking her head a little. "Boys.." She comments, and then after a moment, there's an 'ah-ha!' that echoes through the cooler once more and she's holding up a basket, looking triumphant, as the container has a pinned note on the top that says 'Journeyman Kiley'. "Is that you?"

"Oh." This one is much the echo of the first, a complete lack of understanding for this, instead, she merely gives a meek nod in response. "Right… I've heard many girls say that before." Kiley colors a faint shade once more before jumping with surprise for the ah-ha that echoes. She steps in to peek at the note and smiles, "yes. Thank you." She reaches out for the basket with a polite smile upon her lips. "I don't believe I caught your name, I apologize."

"His name is Carlus, if he introduces himself, he's clearly not worth your time." Rae offers dismissively, as she hands the basket over to the crafter with a giggle. "Rae, well, Raevella, if you want to be totally correct." She smiles, and moves to guide Kiley out of the cooler and close it up before they get in trouble for letting the cold out. "Hopefully everything's in there.."

"Oh. Well, I don't believe he will…" Kiley offers softly, taking the basket and peeking in for a brief moment before looking back to the other woman. "Rae. Well met." She follows her out so that they can close the cooler door and she considers the entryway again, as if the young man from before will enter again. "Thank you for your help. It is all here, thank you. I am glad that the kitchen does such a service, otherwise I'd miss dinner." She inclines her head in thanks, "I should get going. But it was wonderful to meet you."

"If he does.." She offers, with a grin, leaning back against the cooler door as its closed, folding her arms loosely across her chest with a nod and a smile. "No problem.. Though I'm probably more help if you have a stain than if you're going to miss a meal." Confident, she straightens, and moves to return to her spot at the counter, and the last few bites of her pastry. "Have a safe trip, ma'am." She adds after a moment, "It was a pleasure to meet you.."

"If he does, I'm sure he will get bored rather quickly." Kiley notes with a bit of a teasing smile playing upon her lips before inclining her head. "I'll have to remember that. But still, thank you for the help." The basket is secured a little better on her arm before she starts to make her way out. Cheeks flush a light shade and she laughs, "just Kiley is fine. Thank you." And off she goes, to catch her ride.

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