A Day Without Draco
"So Menolly sent Draconis out on a secret assignment in the dead of night?"
"And and he left Kyrie here with us?"
"It's going to be a long day isn't it."
"Yes~." With that Jessie gives a long sigh as she puts the last glass on the shelf behind the bar. Bending at the waist, her bosom heaving at her loose shirt, she picks up the heavy wooden crate which the glasses were in and carries it out the side door behind bar that leads to the kitchen. Nina stirs the morning pot of porridge at the hearth a few more times before moving among the tables to clear and clean. The Grand Hall is sparsely populated by some early rising guests of the Lofty Mountain Inn. Some morning mountain air spills in as the front doors open and a few travelers enter from the mountain pass road that the Inn services. Nina looks up, greets them, and then places the dishes she has collected on the bar. The two travelers approach the desk in the back corner of the hall, just past the dividing pillars that represent the only vestige of a wall in the otherwise open hall. Nina joins them at the desk, the feathers of her dark sapphire wings brushing the wall as she passes behind the desk to check the travelers into the Inn.
The atmosphere in the hall is quite relaxing this morning as one of the patrons, having finished their breakfast, steps onto the empty stage and begins strumming on one of the house guitars. Jessie returns from the kitchen and refreshes a few drinks at the bar, then comes out from behind the bar to finish clearing the tables. The peace was not meant to last this morning, however, as the hall begins to shake gently to what seems like a mild, pulsing earthquake. This would not be uncommon if not for the rhythmic pounding sound that accompanies the small tremors, a sound that seems to grow with each pulse. The set of double doors leading to the rest of the Inn burst open, nearly taken off their hinges, as a small girl, looking to be around eight years of age, emerges. The irises of her bright red eyes are literally glowing with an inner light and make a stark contrast to her extremely pale, alabaster skin. This energetic young girl, who's facial expression is quite calm in contrast to her current actions, scans about the room. The shin-length twin tails of her bright white hair bobbing about her, she stops looking about and locks eyes with Jessie. Seeing the potential for an incident, Jessie hops a table and rushes to stop the girl as she makes to bulldoze toward the tall bar matron. Jessie intercepts the girl before she makes more than a few steps, her bare feet again shaking the Inn lightly.
"DRACONIS GONE!!!!" Bellows the little girl, though her unchanging facial expression and subdued tone of voice seem contrary to the sense of urgency in her actions.
"Kyrie, calm down! Draconis has told you no Core Tapping unless it's an emergency, and absolutely no destroying in the Inn!" Jessie attempts to restrain the girl as she says this, though it is obvious she is struggling and would fail if the small thing were to put too much effort into moving.
"Yes." And with that simple response the light glow of her irises fades and she stops her thrashing attempts to look around the hall for someone who is not there.
"Now Kyrie, listen carefully. Menolly sent Draconis away for the day, he should be back tonight. Draconis left a message for you to be good and listen to all of us today OK?"
"I don't remember a messa-" Nina quickly stops mid sentence as Jessie shoots her a stern side glare.
"Gone until tonight?"
"Yes Kyrie. Now why don't you help me and stir the portage OK?"
"Yes." Jessie lets go of the girl and allows her to pass, giving a small sigh of relief as she begins to gently stir the pot. Nina and Jessie return to their duties as the calm atmosphere begins to return to the hall. After Nina finishes checking in the travelers they proceed to sit at one of the tables and request some food.
"Jessie. Could you get that table, I need to finish this paperwork."
"I'll get it taken care of after I grab more milk from the back. Hmmm, or maybe I should let Kyrie try to take care of it. She needs to learn some duties around here anyway. Kyrie?"
"I want you to grab two bowls and give those guests that just sat down some porridge. Think you can handle that?"
"Yes." Jessie watches to make sure Kyrie grabs two bowls and when she is satisfied the task is being carried out, she turns to get a new bottle of milk from the back. Kyrie, with the two bowl in hand, returns to the pot. Instead of filling the bowls, however, she grabs the three foot diameter pot with one hand and proceeds to carry the entire thing with her to the table. Various exclamations are uttered as she passes the seated patrons and approaches the target table. Nina looks up just as Jessie steps back through the door from the kitchen and both are in time to see Kyrie tipping the pot preparing to fill the bowls which she has set on the table.
"NO KYRIE! STOP!" Jessie calls, but is to late as the porridge flows from the pot. Much to everyone's surprise, Kyrie succeeds in filling the two bowls to the top with only a few drops spattering on the table before she tips the pot back to it's upright position. Kyrie then turns to Jessie with her usual blank, undecipherable expression.
Jessie sighs before responding. "Please return the pot to the hearth, and next time use the spoon to fill the bowls at the hearth."
Nina hides her mouth with her hand as she stifles a giggle, while Jessie just shakes her head. Jessie looks over at Nina, this time Jessie's turn to ask the question.
"It's going to be a long day, isn't it?"