10-09-05

Characters involved: Dandelion & Taye.

Salamandastron: Armory

Dandelion sits on a stool, enjoying his favourite pastime - polishing weapons. He looks thoroughly bored, ears drooping and a frown on his face as he rubs mechanically at a sword.

Suddenly the door bangs open, and Taye stumbles in. A paw is held to his eye, and a wooden sword dangles from his other. He's managing to keep up a fair stream of unhappy words, though they're not /exactly/ curse words. He concludes with, "Bloody.... /ow/!"

Dandelion drops the sword in his lap and looks up. "Huh? What's goin' on?"

The wooden sword is tossed onto the ground, and Taye looks around at Dandelion's question. Squint. "... Ugh. Got smacked in the eye with a big ole chunk o' wood, that's what's goin' on."

Dandelion frowns. "Yow. Hey, are y' okay?"

"Yeah... jus' hurts a bit." Taye pulls his paw away from his eye tentatively, to reveal a fair-sized welt upon his left eyebrow. A drop of blood trickles down, down, down, and into his eye. Ducking his head down in surprise, he blinks frantically while trying to scrub the irritation away. "Ergh!"

Dandelion puts the sword down and gets up, steps up to Taye. "Hey, let me have a look at that..."

Taye peers at Dan distrustfully through his non-scrubbed eye, then slowly removes his paw. Though he does blink an awful lot. "Well, /that/ hurt..."

Dandelion tilts his head, looking carefully at the eye. "Hmm... Maybe you ought t'get that looked at?"

Taye touches his fingertips tentatively to the eye and winces. "Nah, they'll just poke 'n' prod at it like they always do." He frowns uncertainly and looks around. "So... whatcha doin' in here?" He wrinkles his nose, then lowers his paws to his side.

Dandelion shrugs. "Polishing swords and stuff." He looks around, sighing. "Very exciting."

Taye hehs softly and bends down to pick up the practice weapon he'd tossed away before. Walking over to one of the barrels, he deposits it in its proper location. "Yeah... sounds like it. Yer on duty, I guess?"

Dandelion nods. "Yea. How about you?"

Taye shakes his head. "Nah, just gettin' some trainin' in... Went real well, as ya c'n see." With an absent rub at the back of his neck, he shakes his head. "How much more d'ya have t' do?"

Dandelion looks at the rack of weapons. "Oh, uh... Pretty much finished, I think."

"A'right. Good." He leans against the far wall and, taking a handkerchief out of his pocket, he dabs at his eye with it. "Ya wanna do somethin' aftah?"

Dandelion nods. "Hang on, I'll just finish this off real quick..." He sits down again, and starts wiping energetically at the sword.