Who

Alyna, Th'res

What

Alyna is terrorizing the cooks and Th'res becomes a welcomed distraction

some profanity

When

It is afternoon of the first day of the third month of the fifteenth turn of the 12th pass.

Where

Kitchens, Southern Weyr

OOC Date 05 Oct 2018 04:00

 

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"I learned a long time ago never get involved with a pregnant woman on a food hunt."


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Kitchens

Renowned, the culinary prowress of Southern, and suitable her kitchens to the task. A broad and airy sweep of room, it cannot help the sweat-drenching heat — though hearths are cleverly set within the ground itself to maximize efficiency. Big copper pots gleam along long tables, cooks hustling to and fro to prepare the necessary meals. There is never a candlemark the kitchens are left unstaffed: even in the wee hours of the night, bakers can be seen shaping loaves and mixing biscuits. For those who miss meals, a sideboard brims with leftovers that are easily transformed into portable potables, complete with sweet herbal tea and a large wheel of a soft, white, crumbly cheese.


Even though it's the first day of Autumn, the summer heat is not yet fading, so a certain very pregnant greenrider can get away with wearing a strappy sundress with an empire waist to allow room for her seven month baby bump. With her blonde hair piled into a messy bun on top of her head, she's making liberal use of a fan in her hand, as she stands talking to a cook who is looking more and more confused by the minute. Alyna, though, is looking more and more irate by the minute as she pinches the bridge of her nose and sighs heavily. "Like I said, I don't know what they are called, but I know I've had them here before. It was really sweet, with also like a spicy flavor, and the bottom was kinda crunchy and amazing, but the top was nice and chewy….no?"

Th'res just wanted Klah, that is all an extra pot for the nighthearth so he can enjoy the quiet of the hot day. What the red headed man was not expecting was for a pregnant woman to be making demands of the kitchen. So he slides in quiet as a feline, if he makes no noise she can't see him and drag him into it.

The cook is smiling a little bit like one would to an old auntie who wasn't all there anymore, and it only makes Alyna's ice blue eyes narrow dangerously as she snaps, "And stop grinning at me like I'm some moron. I've been craving this for a full seven now, and I'm going a little bit crazy because it will not go away. Sorry for thinking you might want to help a gal out." With that, she spins wobbles on her heel and makes for the door…right in time to see a certain bluerider trying to sneak by. "What?! Not even a hello? Harsh Th'res, real harsh."

Caught again it seems, he looks over at the pregnant woman and says "I figured you were abit busy and I learned a long time ago never get involved with a pregnant woman on a food hunt." Comes Th'res' response he does check out the nice round belly before asking "so how far along are you anyway?" He asks as he is still moving towards the klah pot.

Alyna follows after the bluerider, her attention now on Th'res much to the relief of the poor woman who the greenrider was harassing questioning. One hand rests on the small of her back as she waddles as quickly as she can manage. "That's probably good advice," she concedes with a tilt of her head before she narrows her eyes on the redhead, "Seven months….I don't see how I can get much bigger, but the healers say I will."

Th'res nods and gives her a warm smile "that is good though it means the baby will be healthy and fit. Or of course you might be having twins, because that seems to happen every so often." Once he reaches the Klah pot he will refill his mug, then make a fresh mug of tea for the green rider, handing it to her. "Is D'har over the moon still or has it hit him he is going to be a dad yet?" He would never make fun of someone… maybe..

Alyna gapes at the idea of twins and chuckles nervously, "Oh no, there better be only one baby, I'm not even sure if I can handle one, let alone two." Taking the mug of tea gratefully, Alyna blows on it idly and leans against a table with a sigh. At the mention of her wyermate, the greenrider's smile spreads wider, cheeks coloring lightly even as she brings the mug to her lips, "Oh he's over the moon about being a father, and I've got a feeling he's going to be amazing at it as well." Resting one hand lovingly on the swell of her belly, she tilts her head to one side as she regards the bluerider, "What about you? You and Talya talk about having any?" Her eyes twinkle with mischief as she takes a small sip of her tea.

Th'res shakes his head sipping his klah "Nope, we haven't even really talked about what we are. I been so busy with M'noq stepping down that in truth I haven't gotten to see her very much." He gives her a knowing look saying "And don't you go trying to put idea's in her head either there missy, or so help me I will find the noisiest gift for that little one I can.."

"So is that why I haven't seen you in months?" Alyna asks with a bit of a sad sigh and a pout, but she's betrayed by the playful glimmer in her pale blue eyes. "I heard about M'noq, that sucks. He was Wingleader of Lynx for awhile I heard." At his last, she can't help but laugh loudly as she shakes her head, "Well I wasn't going to but now…" she teases . "I won't meddle in your love life my dear bluerider, I'm just glad you finally have one."

Th'res nods and smiles "I do and right now it is fine for my needs, not all of us need to be…" he motions to the big belly and teases her saying "expanding." He sips his klah and then askes "so what in the first egg were you trying to get the cook to make you?"

"Are you calling me fat Th'res?" Alyna says with a gasp and a hurt look on her face even as she looks down at her expansion, hand curling over it protectively. "I can hardly haul myself up on Haquith anymore, it's going to be ground weyrs for us soon." Her sigh is vague, unclear if it's for the temporary move, or for the fact that the birth is drawing nearer. When the subject is changed, she snorts softly, "These dessert things, I guess pastries of some kind. They last served them months ago but I've been craving them for sevens, and no one seems to know what I'm talking about. Although I probably should lay off the sweets, wouldn't want to expand too much more."

Th'res nods a bit thinking saying "You know you should ask Elonoora, she is a really good cook after all.." He chuckles and says "If that is what you are craving then it means the baby needs or wants it." He looks at her belly and says "Do people randomly ask to touch it?"

"Ugh! Why the fuck didn't I think to ask Elonoora," Alyna laments as she shakes her head, "I swear pregnancy is making me dumb sometimes." Another long sigh as she snickers softly, "That's what the healers say about cravings. How come you seem to know so much?" His last question has her blinking in surprise as she narrows her eyes slightly, "Yeah…some do, but I usually just glare at them and they go away." Tilting her head to one side, she smiles softly, "But I could make an exception for my second favorite bluerider."

Th'res holds up his hands clearly in surrender "Oh no, I have two sisters and my mother has always talked about grand kids. I been lucky enough not to catch the baby fever, no need to waist a good streak now." Though his face does soften as he adds "But I am sure you will make a great mother.."

With a private smile, Alyna looks Th'res up and down a moment before she grins, "You sure? He or she is awake and doing flips, it feels really neat…." her tone remains playful even as she takes a step towards him to make it easily for him should he change his mind. His last does cause a crease to form between her brows, her hand tightening over her belly as she chuckles nervously, "Well if I'm not, there's always the nannies."

Th'res moves slightly away as she advances, nooo the big bad wingsecond isn't afraid he is just… giving her room is all.. "Oh no I wouldn't want to deprive D'har of all it." He shakes his head and laughs "I doubt you will really want to give up that kid once it is here, you do have an obsessive side."

"D'har has had plenty of time to feel, he's almost as fascinated as I am," Alyna confesses with a warm smile, but shrugs and leave it at that, she's not going to torment the bluerider…at least not today. Shaking her head at his last, "Oh no, I'm not giving it up for fostering, but I am sure glad that there are nannies a plenty at the Weyr, to give me a break if I need it. Because Haquith will not forgive me if I don't get her back to flying Thread as soon as possible. She's getting as crabby as I am." With a bit of a moan, she drinks the last of her tea and puts the mug down, "Anyway, tea goes right through me these days, it doesn't help when someone is using my bladder as a pillow or a dance floor." Without warning, she catches the bluerider up in a hug and plants a kiss on his cheek. "I shouldn't have to say this, but don't be a stranger ok?" Pulling back, she gives him a brief squeeze before letting him go completely and making her way towards the lavatory.

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