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All Parts Still Intact

Writers: AmajoS, Paula
Date Posted: 27th October 2018

Characters: Corofel, Rothen
Description: Rothen and Corofel discuss the merits of mischief.
Location: Amber Hills Hold
Date: month 7, day 3 of Turn 9


T was a particularly cold and cloudy day and Rothen was glad his
shift had ended. The snow from the blizzard the day before was piled
high, though pathways had been shoveled between the wings and towers
and other destinations around, it was still a slog. As he entered the
Hold, planning on making his way to the dining hall for some hot klah
and a meal, Rothen spotted a familiar face above a mop in the entry
way. "Corofel!"

Corofel has been leaning against the mop shaft, contemplating how much
he still had left. When he heard this name, he flinched guiltily and
glanced around. He was relived to notice it was not the drudge
supervising him. Just the guard who had busted him. "Hi," he replied.

Rothen grinned, "That sounded enthusiastic." He gestured toward the
mop, "Is this part of your punishment?"

"Yes, she gave me clean up duties for a whole month!" Corofel
complained. That was on top of his usual, learn how to ran a
Hold,-duties.

"Well, that's not so bad, is it? At least you still have your head
attached." The guard's grin widened a bit in memory.

Corofel couldn't help but grin back. He wiggled his fingers at him.
"Yeah, all parts still intact."

"That's good, though maybe wait a little while before doing something
like that again. You don't want to push your luck -too- far. Might
lose something after all." Rothen couldn't help a small chuckle at the
image of an enraged Headwoman chasing the lad through the hold with a
cleaver.

"Yeah, that might not been my best prank," Corofel replied. He needed
to figure out something that was fun and didn't get people angry at
him. Preferably no broken windows or broken ankles either.

After considering the boy a moment, Rothen asked, "What's with all the
pranks anyway?" The boy had a bit of a reputation, though mostly for
getting himself into trouble. It was how Rothen had realized who he
was when they first met. But, he didn't think the lad was bad.
Mischievous, perhaps, but not bad.

"They're fun," Corofel shrugged, "Until they are not," his face fell
and he glanced his mop. He never did his pranks out of malice. They
often back fired and he never stopped to consider if his targets found
them amusing.

"There's plenty of fun to be had without getting yourself and others
into fixes, I bet. Probably even some pranks you could figure out that
wouldn't cause quite so much mayhem too." Rothen understood the desire
to make a little fun, he'd been a boy once himself after all. Still,
there were limits to what people would put up with and he never liked
having to haul youngsters in front of the Headwoman or Steward.

"My idea of fun doesn't seem to be same as adult's."

Rothen couldn't help but chuckle. "You're nearly an adult yourself you
know. Just a few more turns. You might want to keep that in mind too."

"Erh," Corofel grimaced. People were always lecturing about duty and
responsibility to him. He didn't want to grow up.

"Alright, alright," Rothen laughed. "I know when my advice isn't
appreciated." He'd been young once. Though, by the time he was this
one's age he was already training to be a guard. He did still remember
what it was like, however. "Just remember, it's a whole lot more fun
not to have to do extra chores all the time."

"I know," Corofel replied with a glum face.

"So, if you're going to insist on your mischief, at least learn to
plan it a little better so you don't get caught so much."

"Apparently," Corofel grinned impishly.

Rothen grinned and clapped the boy on the shoulder in farewell, before
turning and continuing on into the Hold. There was still time to get
to the kitchens before the last of the midday meal was cleared away.

As far as guards go, he was alright, Corofel thought and returned to
his floor moping.

Last updated on the December 5th 2018


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