Timestamp: 20th of Winter 513AV, 11th bell, 30th chime
It was almost midday and Erade slowly made her way to the Communal kitchens. She was helping out in the Enclave for the hunting seminars with a few other of her classmates who weren't rushed off by an Avora for apprenticeship. They had let her go for a quick lunch break which meant no dilly-dallying.
Wind Reach was on famine rations and she only had two tokens which meant she had to choose to skip either breakfast, lunch or dinner. Lately the teen had opted to skip breakfast. Now her stomach was growling in protest of her decision.
"Oh hush up not like I'm up at the 7th bell anyways, so you have nothing to complain about." Erade chastised her stomach and rubbed it slightly as if to will the loud noises away.
Normally she would be up by the 7th bell but since the beginning of the season, the yasi has be racked with a nightmare so sleep has been hard to obtain. If she was always late, it's even more so now. Faint dark spots were beginning to form under eyes from the lack of sleep.
Erade reach the tunnel that connected to the kitchens and a line was already forming. One of Chef Davoid's assistant chefs was barking orders, "Come on ya"ll, I realize you are hungry but pushing, shoving and attempting to cut in line like ya'll are a bunch of yasi wont make this perching line go any faster!"
The Inartans grumbled but hushed up and tried to be patient in line. A few managed it but most still were antsy and looked to be walking time bombs set to explode at any moment. Erade found herself behind one such Inartan and made a small space between her and him. By the looks of his clothes he was Endal status and was none to happy to be surrounded by caste beneath him.
The line began to move as it became the 12th bell but was still a slow progress because the chefs had to collect the ration tokens from each person then make sure they got their allotted food. The Endal before her was starting to complain and the teen wasn't sure how much longer the man's thin line of patience was going to hold.
She got her answer a few chimes later when a dek was trying to get pass the line to bring some supplies into the kitchen. She was hurrying so that she accidentally clipped the Endal in passing. The Endal however took it as an insult and that the dek was trying to cut in line not seeing that her hands were full and she was working.
"What the petch you filthy dek! Cant watch where you are going?! No damn dek is going to cut in front of me and eat before me. I'm an Endal and most of this god damn food was probably from one of my many hunts. I dont deserve to be treated this way!" The Endal was shouting by the time he was done. Most people in the line cranes their neck to see what all the commotion was about and why the line had stopped moving.
The clumsy dek tried to apologize and make herself small in hopes the enraged man would cease to notice her but no such luck came to her. The Endal proceeded to knock her over and kick her over and over. Erade was no fighter with her lanky build but she couldn't stand by as the man beat the poor girl to a bloody pulp and/or kill her.
Rushing over to the man and dek, the yasi tried to pull him away but he was just too angry and heavy to even budge. So she tried kicking him in the back of the leg instead, it probably didnt do much damage other than a slight bruise but it did definitely get his attention. All the fury that had been directed at the dek just moments before was now all towards Erade.
Wind Reach was on famine rations and she only had two tokens which meant she had to choose to skip either breakfast, lunch or dinner. Lately the teen had opted to skip breakfast. Now her stomach was growling in protest of her decision.
"Oh hush up not like I'm up at the 7th bell anyways, so you have nothing to complain about." Erade chastised her stomach and rubbed it slightly as if to will the loud noises away.
Normally she would be up by the 7th bell but since the beginning of the season, the yasi has be racked with a nightmare so sleep has been hard to obtain. If she was always late, it's even more so now. Faint dark spots were beginning to form under eyes from the lack of sleep.
Erade reach the tunnel that connected to the kitchens and a line was already forming. One of Chef Davoid's assistant chefs was barking orders, "Come on ya"ll, I realize you are hungry but pushing, shoving and attempting to cut in line like ya'll are a bunch of yasi wont make this perching line go any faster!"
The Inartans grumbled but hushed up and tried to be patient in line. A few managed it but most still were antsy and looked to be walking time bombs set to explode at any moment. Erade found herself behind one such Inartan and made a small space between her and him. By the looks of his clothes he was Endal status and was none to happy to be surrounded by caste beneath him.
The line began to move as it became the 12th bell but was still a slow progress because the chefs had to collect the ration tokens from each person then make sure they got their allotted food. The Endal before her was starting to complain and the teen wasn't sure how much longer the man's thin line of patience was going to hold.
She got her answer a few chimes later when a dek was trying to get pass the line to bring some supplies into the kitchen. She was hurrying so that she accidentally clipped the Endal in passing. The Endal however took it as an insult and that the dek was trying to cut in line not seeing that her hands were full and she was working.
"What the petch you filthy dek! Cant watch where you are going?! No damn dek is going to cut in front of me and eat before me. I'm an Endal and most of this god damn food was probably from one of my many hunts. I dont deserve to be treated this way!" The Endal was shouting by the time he was done. Most people in the line cranes their neck to see what all the commotion was about and why the line had stopped moving.
The clumsy dek tried to apologize and make herself small in hopes the enraged man would cease to notice her but no such luck came to her. The Endal proceeded to knock her over and kick her over and over. Erade was no fighter with her lanky build but she couldn't stand by as the man beat the poor girl to a bloody pulp and/or kill her.
Rushing over to the man and dek, the yasi tried to pull him away but he was just too angry and heavy to even budge. So she tried kicking him in the back of the leg instead, it probably didnt do much damage other than a slight bruise but it did definitely get his attention. All the fury that had been directed at the dek just moments before was now all towards Erade.
