(06/03/12 19:34:44 )
~ nar rakasa~ {Razi-AA}~ clad kajira P~
~Trainer~
* Plains of Southern Gor, Tuchuk, ROG *
: enters the lands of the Tuchuk
(06/03/12 19:44:02 )
~ nar rakasa~ {Razi-AA}~ clad kajira P~
~Trainer~
* Plains of Southern Gor, Tuchuk, ROG *
[TUCHUK]
-=Cooking Fires=-
Where slaves prepare food and drink.
says to ALL: (in the serving wagon ) singing away the snappy lil tune this girls washed the topsits, ramberries, larmas smiling at the much prized peached and cherries smacking coral lips washing the fruit in the basin rinsing out the dust or an dirt particles hopping from foot to foot jiggling and wiggling enjoying herself giving the fruit and extra rinse of water from the pitcher holding up high watching the crystal clean stream flow down splashing up soaking front of her leather kalmak .....laying out repcloths over the counter scooping up the fruit spreading on the cloths tiny taps patting the fruit not to bruise and damage ,,, hhhhummmm laaa laaa twirling around dancing picking up each of the fruits givining a second inspection for perfection and cleanliness
(06/03/12 19:56:40 )
~ nar rakasa~ {Razi-AA}~ clad kajira P~
~Trainer~
* Plains of Southern Gor, Tuchuk, ROG *
[TUCHUK]
-=Cooking Fires=-
Where slaves prepare food and drink.
says to ALL: standing on tip toes reaching arms high wiggling long tapered fingers stretching grunting muttering to herself face becoming all flushed straining with the effort slumping down sighing "ohh to be just a wee bit taller " grumbling and her slight small statue swivelling around on balls of feet eyes piercing to find a box for standing on or she would have to climb the shelves and last time did that all crashed down on her ....giggling at the mess it caused when doing that .... padding into the deeper recesses of the wagon leaning over looking under the counter shelves whoops with joy crouching down tiny hand dragging a study box along the wooden floor of the agon ....."yikeessss * shuddering a s the screeching sound as she drags the box over to the shelf
ginglerly stepping and testing for carry her weight not that was any worry she had lost so much weight on this girl's bones was starting to look scrawy balancing once again on tip toes finger grabbed the wooden plater heaving a sigh of relief clutching against firm rounded breasts stepping down placing on the counter the treasures platter
(06/03/12 19:57:27 )
~ nar rakasa~ {Razi-AA}~ clad kajira P~
~Trainer~
* Plains of Southern Gor, Tuchuk, ROG *
: ((sighs appears am now in reload hell ))
(06/03/12 20:06:20 )
~ nar rakasa~ {Razi-AA}~ clad kajira P~
~Trainer~
* Plains of Southern Gor, Tuchuk, ROG *
[TUCHUK]
-=Cooking Fires=-
Where slaves prepare food and drink.
says to ALL: ((in the serving wagon )) crouching down on knees giving a mighty heave ho push giggling as the box went flying down the aisle out of her way squealing "Ooohhh noooo " watching the box head into a shelf closing sapphire eyes clamping hands over mouth uttering a pray .."pleassseeee noo pleaseee " on hearing a "CLUNK" eyes flash open letting out deep sigh . lifting right leg jumping up clicking heels "yesssssssss" giggling ummmm turning back to the plater flipping over inspecting nodding peering running fingers across testing for cracks and ridges none running the rim turning at same time over the inside delicate flesh of trim right wrist shuddering strange senstation tingle rippling through to her core
twitching nose as it does at time nar liked the look it was a rich deep black wood the rim of the plater was edged in brunt carving fruit leaves and nuts beaming well pleased with the choice reaching for a clean rep cloth unfurling with a "SNAP " filling the wagon rubbing around in circles swaying to the motion in a rythymic move polishing and burnishing bring out the beaufitful wood grain shining ready for use
(06/03/12 20:16:51 )
~ nar rakasa~ {Razi-AA}~ clad kajira P~
~Trainer~
* Plains of Southern Gor, Tuchuk, ROG *
[TUCHUK]
-=Cooking Fires=-
Where slaves prepare food and drink.
says to ALL: ((in the serving wagon ) this girl picking up the topspit peeled and sliced into portions with a sharp sop shell arranging on the platter dunking the cutting board and shell in warm water cleaning the wiping dry next the larmas brushing back a stray lock giggling seeing it had been splashed with juice of the exquiste fruit licking bright upturned coral lips ummmm slicing the larma neatly arrananing on the platter next the ramberries and cheeries on opposite sides and finally the small ripe sweet peaches ... filling in the holes with nuts almonds and slivers of whey biscuits this girl had made
steppng back several paces to suvey critically her arrangement tutting moving a few pieces of the topspit nodding much better looks far more attractive now knowing Master and Mistress enjoyed their fruit platters ...gently laying a clean light muslin rep cloth over the platter hands siding underneath turning around placing on the counter for all the other kajiras to see and use hoping in some small way this girl had been helpful
(06/03/12 20:23:03 )
~ nar rakasa~ {Razi-AA}~ clad kajira P~
~Trainer~
* Plains of Southern Gor, Tuchuk, ROG *
[TUCHUK]
-=Cooking Fires=-
Where slaves prepare food and drink.
says to ALL: ((in the serving wagon ) ) there that is now done smiling happily gathering up the shell cutting board washing in the warm water basin rinsing the kettle on the small braizer now needed to be relplenished drying the board and shell stowing away in their place for others to find and use nar kettle handle holding turning to the barrel of water placing under the spigot turning on the tap water rushing into the kettle filling quickly turning of the tap replacing the kettle lip setting on the braziers warmest section to once again heat and boil the water ... tutting feeding the brazier a bosk chip ....standing on tip toes turning down the two tharlation lamps low ducking under the canvas out into the early evening sky watching the trine moon rise on the horizon
(06/03/12 20:26:08 )
~ nar rakasa~ {Razi-AA}~ clad kajira P~
~Trainer~
* Plains of Southern Gor, Tuchuk, ROG *
[TUCHUK]
-=The Avenue of Wagons=-
Deep within the camp was a market place like avenue, lined with Wagon Stores for shopping or Homes to many of its residents.
says to ALL: picking up the sticky ends of jet locks sucking greedily tasting the larma juice this one floats between the wagon along the avenue with an occcassional skip and hop light feet walzing
