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Post by Slim on Sept 30, 2008 18:02:43 GMT -8
Seeing how much C'cao had managed to pile on a single tray, Emeni let out a whistle and got up to help him get some of it off. She plucked the water bowl off first, reducing the weight (and spill-ability) of the tray first, then got her stew. "Not long at all," she told him with a smile. "I only had to scare off a couple of people from taking your seat, and it was no problem at all." She waved her arms in a mock-spooky manner, making the best of her sooty appearance.
But enjoyable as it was to goof around about the layer of soot on her, Emeni soon settled down to the business of cleaning up her hands (and arms - best to be thorough) by dipping into the water bowl. With the soot washed off, the natural paleness of her skin seemed eerily exaggerated, something Emeni noted privately with a snort that, to C'cao, must have seemed random.
Perhaps to cover for that random slip, Emeni turned a smile on the greenrider. "So, you're weyrfolk too, huh?" She'd picked up on a comment he made earlier, but hadn't made much of at the time. "You'll pardon my saying so, you don't entirely look it." She waved a hand in front of her face, no doubt indicating the same admixture of bright eyes and dark skin that had puzzled the Caminar.
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