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voidtreckerexpress2020-08-12 03:46 am
najaran) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2020-08-12 03:46 am
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Learnings, leanings, checking in, and checking up - Najaran partially OTA
Who: Najaran, Goligan, and whomever! (with locked headers for specific people.)
Where: the kitchen, garden... open for other places if you want to plot.
When: Day 22, Grasshopper
What: Najaran doing chores, and looking for her friends.
Warnings: Angst, odd creatures, possible mentions of violence/gore/other gross.
Most people who aren't new are probably used to Naja's odd way of doing chores. Since she does them nearly every day. Trailed by odd looking creatures who help her carry, she gathers all the dirty laundry she can find, takes it into the garden car where she sets up a small carefully tended fire under a large pot that she uses to wash the clothes, with what looks like a giant suit of armor sitting scrunched up to not break the roof of the carriage while he does some food based task, usually peeling vegetables, the peeler looking tiny in his huge metal hands. Then Najaran rigging up drying lines and laying the clothing over them while chatting with her creatures and talking staff. After that, she leaves her Knight - the suit of armor - to watch the fire while she goes to the kitchen, scrubs the pot, then brings back whatever she needs to to start cooking dinner for whoever comes looking for food. Or maybe she and her smaller creatures are wiping down surfaces in the main cars with damp clothes... Someone promised to teach her how the appliances work, perhaps that time has finally come.
Where: the kitchen, garden... open for other places if you want to plot.
When: Day 22, Grasshopper
What: Najaran doing chores, and looking for her friends.
Warnings: Angst, odd creatures, possible mentions of violence/gore/other gross.
Most people who aren't new are probably used to Naja's odd way of doing chores. Since she does them nearly every day. Trailed by odd looking creatures who help her carry, she gathers all the dirty laundry she can find, takes it into the garden car where she sets up a small carefully tended fire under a large pot that she uses to wash the clothes, with what looks like a giant suit of armor sitting scrunched up to not break the roof of the carriage while he does some food based task, usually peeling vegetables, the peeler looking tiny in his huge metal hands. Then Najaran rigging up drying lines and laying the clothing over them while chatting with her creatures and talking staff. After that, she leaves her Knight - the suit of armor - to watch the fire while she goes to the kitchen, scrubs the pot, then brings back whatever she needs to to start cooking dinner for whoever comes looking for food. Or maybe she and her smaller creatures are wiping down surfaces in the main cars with damp clothes... Someone promised to teach her how the appliances work, perhaps that time has finally come.
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In her hand is Goligan, and since she didn't really get to speak with Glorfindel when she dropped Duo off, passing right out herself, then stumbling off half asleep to her room when she came to, it didn't dawn on her... that her staff and her friend had never met...
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"Najaran!" His face literally lit up, as did the rest of him, when he saw her. "How are you doing today? Feeling any better? You were pretty tired when you brought Duo by."
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"Maybe Najaran isn't the only one who shouldn't be allowed coffee," the face on the staff she was holding suggested.
"I'm not that bad!" she protested.
Re: Locked to Glorfindel
"He was sleeping, soundly, when I left him, yes," he added. "It had nothing to do with caffeine and all to do with post-traumatic stress," he assured the talking stick.
Re: Locked to Glorfindel
Locked to Duo
He had to be around here somewhere... right? Maybe she should check his room? Did she know where his room was?
Despite the signs, she had found a new way to get utterly lost...
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Della was quietly sneaking up on the giant suit of armor from behind, fingers wiggling in anticipation. The idea was to pop off the helmet and see what, if anything, was within.
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"Did you require aid?" the suit of armor asked.
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"... Yes and no."
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"I was trying to take off his helmet and see if there was a body in there or not."
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"... That is, I met some, not all."
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Not that same thing. And no she hasn't.
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"Yep," Naja said, nodding to him as she started getting her work station set up.
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