Quinten Log 69 - 08 03 2006

Salamandastron: Infirmary

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This is the infirmary for the long patrol. This room is one of the most

well lit rooms in the whole of Salamandastron, with several candles placed

strategically along the shelves and cupboards. Many wooden beds line the

walls of this room, each outfitted with impeccably clean white linen

sheets. This unfortunately limits the walking space in this room. Where

there are not beds there are shelves and cabinets that hold a variety of

different medical equipment, mostly needles and bandages. A single stone

sink is firmly lodged into one of the counters. The sink is not fancy, in

fact it is quite awkward. It is a necessity, nonetheless. An open closet

is in the corner of the room, storing a surplus of compact cots, in the

unusual case of mass injuries. The room usually has several nurse hares in

it, roaming around tending to various injuries.

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Soft snores drift from a mass of blankets, the tip of a fluffy squirrel tail poking out from under them, giving away that it is Audri's cot. The squirrel has been sleeping ever since being rescued from the cold waters, occasionally making fearful murmurs in her sleeping state.

The door opens letting in a hubub of voices and sounds, the mountain is crowded fit to bursting because of the lcok down, then the door closes and the sound cuts off, Quinten moves across the room carrying a tray loaded with food, moving towards the snoring dibbun.

Almost like a true hare, Audri's nose twitches at the inviting smell of food, blankets slowly shifting before she appears. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she glances around before her eyes focus on Quinten, a small smile appearing. "Is that for me?" She asks, voice slightly strained while her left cheek is still swollen.

Quinten smiles and moves to stand besides the dibbuns bed "It sure is Miss Audri, the cook said i was to deliver it to you myself, i'd just got off kitchen duty so was happy to bring it up, welcome home"

Audri grins, sitting up now, craning her neck to look over the tray hungrily. "Thanks Quinten. Looks really yummy." Course this comes from a squirrel who's been living off rum for the past four days.

Quinten chucklesa nd sets the tray down in the squirrels lap and helps her to sit up easier "Well i hope so, we spent the last hour making it for you Audri, everyone is happy you are safe and sound"

Audri nods, eyes scanning over the tray before she selects a roll. "Ya didn't have to spend so much time on it. Could just ate what everyone else did." She mumbles, biting into the roll with a wince, chewing rather slowly while sipping some cider. "Yea.'

Quinten chuckles softly and leans agaisnt the bed "Your dad was insistant that we make sure you got a proper meal and no infirmary specific diet"

Audri's ears perk, swallowing her bit of bread with some cider, glancing up at the buck. "Really? Well, suppose if he insisted on it. How's he doin' anyway? I haven't had a chance to see him yet." Looking over the tray again, she grabs a bowl of porridge, eating a couple of spoonfuls with a 'mmm'.

Quinten smiles "He's better, should be up and abaout any day now, though he'll be off duty for a while to come it seems. Needs some time to recuperate."

Audri nods, quickly shoveling away her porridge before selecting some fruit to munch on. "Yea. Figured he would cause of his arms. He needs some time off from patrollin'."

Quinten nods "Yeah so he's been directing exams from his bed, he let me start mine"

Audri's ears perk again. "Really? How's that going for you?"

Quinten wriggles his ears back and forth "Good i've passed everything so far, boxing, healer, batttle strategy and woodland lore"

Audri grins, taking a sip of cider. "Well, I'm sure ya'll do fine. Ya seem like a good patroller."

Quinten shakes his head "Nah not me, just a recruit ope to make te patrol one day though Audri"

"Ya patrollers are much to modest." Audri says, nose wrinkling in though while looking over the tray.

Quinten grins and pulls something out of a pocket, it is a large object wrapped in brown wax paper, he unwraps it to reveal a flat circular cake "This is for you"

Audri blinks in surprise, ears flushing a faint crimson. "Thanks Quinten." She murmurs, rubbing at her army. "Ya really didn't have to do that though."

You say, "Well i wanted to Audri, just happy your home safe and sound""

Audri nods slowly, ears glowing red now. "Well..its really nice of ya. I think I'll eat it later though. My cheek's kinda sore from chewing."

Quinten nods "Of course Audri, i'm sure your dad or Taye or someone else will be up to say welcom eback"

Audri nods again, snuggling back on her cot. "Yea. I hope so. Taye was one of the ones who found me I think. Maybe."

Quinten nods "Lucky you, i'm surprised they were even outside the mountain, what with the lock down and all"

"Yea. It was really lucky specially since I was starting to nod off in the water." Audri mumbles, ears turning down. "What lock down are ya talkin' about?"

You say, "After you got kidnapped the Colonel locked the mountain down, no ones allowed outside after dark, and during the day your only allowed out if you got a proper reason and with a full patrol of hares too." he pats your ears "I'm glad they got you out of the water""

Audri bobs her head again, paw rubbing her arm, tailtip flicking back and forth. Her eyes glance down towards her foodtray, nose scrunching. "I think I'm done for now Quinten."

Quinten picks up the tray and nods "Well you get some rest Miss Audri"

"I will Quinten. 'n thanks again for bringin' it up for me." Audri murmurs while snuggling back down in her blankets, curling up afterwards.

Quinten smiles and waves his ears at her "Your welcome Audri sleep well now"

Audri nods, mumbling something as she begins to drift back off.

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Salamandastron: Training Room

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This is the training room for the hares of the long patrol. The walls

seem to have taken a severe beating, more than likely not from stray

arrows missing the archery targets. There are several of said archery

targets lining the west wall, each with small oak stands a good distance

off to hold arrows, hang a bracer, and rest a bow on. The targets are of

simple design: a large, tightly wrapped bale of hay with a coarse paper

target on the front. A wooden mannequin, in no better shape than the

walls, is in the northeastern corner of the room. Besides that, several

wooden practice swords sit in a small pile. On the eastern side of the

room is a small, makeshift wrestling arena consisting of two mattresses

tied together. Then on the southern side of the room is a fitness area,

assembled from several pull-up bars, and a nice padded area to do push up.

Narrow, cylindrical weights (both wooden and metal) are pushed up against

the wall, along with a few straight metal bars for them to be mounted on.

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Flaxpaw smiles, returning to her sit-ups. "Wot happened with them, anyway? You were starting to tell us the othah day, and I had to run.

Terrance is pounding on the mannequin while we talk.".

Terrance stops after he shakes the mannequin with another right hook. "Tha boxin' match ya mean?" He then leans against the mannequin and says, "Well it was Taye and I against tha two o' them. Taye had it out for Flatpaw so he took him while I fought against Tom. I was nervous as a worm near a bird's nest at first."

Bandem walks in calmly, grabs a metal cylinder and stands against the wall, doing curls.

Quinten follows in behind Bandem looking tired, his ears splayed down the back of his head, dangling around his neck

Flaxpaw smiles at the new arrivals "oh? why did Taye have it out for Flatpaw?" she looks puzzled. "I don't know Taye yet...

"He's a runnah, got promoted into the patrol shortly aftah I joined last year" Terrance explains. He offers a nod to the new entries and says, "Well Flatpaw picked on him when he was a recruit as well. Then in tha mock battle ta commemorate tha successful Halyard campaign, Flatpaw knocked 'im out with a cheap blow. So he had some accounts that 'e wanted ta settle with him."

Flaxpaw asks, "It sounded like you two did settle them pretty well? "

Bandem is not a boxing hare, so is at a loss for words to add to the conversation. He continues curling.

Terrance nods and says, "Aye, but not aftah takin' our licks. Both of us were tha underdogs, ya see. Until I hit a growth spurt a couple o' months ago, I was a pretty short chap. Tom was ears an' a head tallah then me and about twice as wide."

Bandem rests the weight on his shoulders and does squats.

Quinten looks over at Terrance and shakes his head "Same ole story Terrance? Howyou beat the bullies," he winks at Flaxpaw "They ran off and did it without me, was mortified when i heard about it"

Flaxpaw laughs, pausing again in her sit-ups. "Three against the two of 'em wouldn't have been good form, would it. even if the othah chaps were the big bullies, better to beat 'em even, right?"

You say, "Aye thats true, still i'd have liked to have seen it""

Terrance looks towards Quinten and smirks, "Not as if you were even on there radar yet chap."

Quinten looks at Terrance and nods "True but i would have been sooner or later if you had not put them in their place, are they still causing trouble? I think i've been lucky and avoided their ire."

Bandem drops lightly the ground and does pushups, the weight still on his shoulders.

Flaxpaw chuckles, looks at Bandem doing pushups, and rolls over, testing her shoulder, then slowly she also begins doing pushups, wincing a little as she does. "Just-assume-not-meet-th'-cads." She grunts. "How're tests, Quin?"

Terrance nods and says, "Aye, not quite as much trouble as they used to cause but they're still up ta it." He then goes back to beating on the mannequin some more

Quinten flops into a chair watching you all working out and shakes his head "Well i hope the Major finally gets around to kicking em out....and my tests flax...tiring thats wot"

Flaxpaw gives the pushups up, and sits cross-legged, rubbing her shoulder, and nods.

Terrance smirks a bit at Quinten's reply, "Sounds about right."

Quinten laughs and lays his head back on the stone wall of the room "Still i think i'm doing ok...."

"I'm sure you are." Flax says encouragingly.

Terrance chuckles and hits beats the mannequin some more.

Quinten eyes you both "Well its no joke...i never thought these exams would be this...tiring"

Terrance asks, "Well what did ya think they were going ta be like chap? Its the Long Patrol aftah all. They don't just give a beast a promotion without havin' ta earn it.""

Quinten grins at Terrannce "I know that Terrance, just got to make sure i get plenty of sleep and eat right"

Terrance chuckles and nods, "Aye. Although ya bettah get used ta goin' on little sleep from tha stories I've heard from patrol hares."

Flaxpaw nods "It'll be rough when we get out there."

Quinten shivers, ears flicking back up "Don't i know it, i got the talk from Lt. Hollyberry how we can expect to run all day, nap for an hour then start night manouvers and such.

Terrance nods, "Aye, sounds about right, eh wot."

Flaxpaw says, "sound tiring. rather good, but tiring."

Quinten shakes his head "I have a nasty suspicion that was an exercise the first class recruits get taken on"

Terrance shrugs as he takes a break and leans against the mannequin again. "Wouldn't be too surprised if we 'ave ta do somethin' like that. Sounds like somethin' they'd do fer tha final test as well."

You say, "I bet they make us traverse that swamp down south...i couldn't do that...i couldn't go back into that swamp""

Flaxpaw asks, "what's wrong with the swamp, Quin?"

Terrance snerks but doesn't say anything

Quinten flicks his ears "I don't want to talk about it, all that mud, tis treacherous"

Flaxpaw nods, looking closely at Quinten for a moment. "Eithe rof you chaps know anythin about that dibbun? heard she was rescued?"

Terrance shakes his head, "No, I hadn't even heard that much I'm afraid."

Quinten pekrs up "She's doing good, i took her upa tray of food earlier, she's in the main infirmary recovering"

Flaxpaw looks expectant "Wot else do you know, Quin? wot happened?

Terrance perks his ears up to listen

You say, "Not too sure, she didn't want to talk about it much, seems some vermin hired by the Bloodthirsters, mercenary chaps got her on the shore, broke her cheek. She managed to give them the slip, ran out into the sea. Taye and some patrollers out doing a scouting mission saw her and rescued her."

Flaxpaw scowls "Vermin. Glad there were some hares out there.

Quinten nods "So am i, she's home safe and sound now"

Terrance nods, "Aye. That's what were goin' ta be doin' eventually." He then sighs and looks around. "Well I bettah clean up before dinnah. G'day to tha both of ya."

Quinten nods "Later Terrance, see you about the place, maybe we can get in some sparring sometime soon"

Flaxpaw waves an ear. "Bye, Terrance"

Terrance nods and heads out

Flaxpaw looks after Terrance as he leaves. "say, Quin, Greg tells me you're a really good boxer.

Quinten looks at Flaxpaw and blushes "Well i got some skill at it yes"

Flaxpaw looks relieved. "As proven by the wildcat, I've got very little. Think Gabby'd mind if you helped me practice some? 'Fraid I'll be a bit out of my league when I start training, and I'd like to advance quickly.

Quinten frowns "I cna try...though i'm no teacher Flax might be better to talk to Sorrel about getting some lessons"

Flaxpaw nods "Who's Sorrel?

You say, "She's a Fighter in the patrol and a damn fine boxer too""

Flaxpaw nods "I'll have to look her up. Been avoidin most hares that look too official recently.

Quinten chuckles "Ahhh sorrel is about as un-official as you can get, she never sticks to the rules and regs"

You say, "Gabby is good, we had a nice time together yesterday, and if i see Sorrel and your baout i'll introduce you""

Flaxpaw nods "Thanks, Quin."

You say, "Your welcome Flaxpaw, she's a good teacher, so is lt. Zeraph""

Flaxpaw nods "I need to meet Zeraph, too, then.

You say, "He is in the infirmary still at the moemnt, in very bad shape""

Flaxpaw asks, "from rescuing the dibbun? "

You say, "No this is from before, the other week when they broke the bloodthirsters camp""

Flaxpaw looks concerned "oh, he must be bad, then.

You say, "In very bad shape yes, he's only woke up a few times""

Flaxpaw shakes her head. "Think he'll recover?

You say, "He will yesk, the healers are positive of that""

Flaxpaw wanders over to pick up a small weight, and begins working with it. "I'm glad. You been going to help much?

You say, "Not as much as before no, what with my exams and everything""

Flaxpaw nods "How much do you have left to go, anyway?

You say, "About another three days or so, got to check in with the Major before i can do anymore though, to see if its worth me continuing ""

Flaxpaw pauses "If it's worth your continuing? what do you mean Quin ? I'm sure you're doing fine."

You say, "I mean got to check in to see how i did in my other exams, if i've passed em all i can move on to take the next lot""

Flaxpaw nods and says confidently "You'll have passed."

Quinten grins "I hope so Flax, i'd not know what to do if they washed me out, i got no one else to go to"

Flaxpaw puts the weight she was working with dow, and comes over "You'll see. it'll work out.

Quinten stands up and stretches "aye should hope so Flax, anyway i got to get down to the library, get in some extra studying, see you about"

Quinten waves goodbye and hops out of the room.

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