Rio and Wintercat
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				Title: <strong>Rio and Wintercat</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rio Kitty</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 00:09:23</strong>
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				It was late in the fall season now and soon enough it would be the fridgidly cold winter season, the nights were already starting to become far to cold as it was.&nbsp; Times seemed to be getting even tougher for the fur community, the upper class nobles taking more pleasure in seeing those they considered beneath them suffer.&nbsp; Unless things changed, Navarro would not be able to survive the winter on his own.&nbsp; Having moved to the capital city on his own several years ago, there was no family around for him to rely on.&nbsp; And now that the Tannery he was working at has been closed, there just wasn't much for him to do.&nbsp; He needed to find a job and he absolutely needed to find one now.&nbsp; <br><br>It didn't really help matters that Navarro was undersized for a male of his age and heritage, something that had been a problem for his entire life.&nbsp; His size was abou that of a human male, standing just over six feet tall.&nbsp; Maintaining most of the strength that you would expect from someone his size, Navarro did not have an overly muscular or bulging body in any one area.&nbsp; This would make him seem unattractive to most equine females but he had some luck with other species, just not a lot.&nbsp; As for his actual appearance, Navarro was painted black and white.&nbsp; This would mean that his base coat was black but he had patches of white fur all over him, the most prevalent to the world was over the right side of his face as well as a majority of his right leg.<br><br>Today was his final opportunity, his last chance to find something to support him through the winter.&nbsp; Though it did pain him to do so, the castle was hiring on blacksmith and stable workers.&nbsp; It wasn't glorious work and Navarro did not want to work for royalty, but if he was to survive the cold season, he needed to get this job.&nbsp; As he walked towards the city square, the amount of people surprised him.&nbsp; This would not be easy.&nbsp; He pulled down on his blacksmithing appron and moved to the line in which he would file his application.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rio and Wintercat</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 00:55:16</strong>
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				The blacksmith let out a weary sigh as he looked at the people lined up to apply for the position. He needed someone that could get their job done and not a crowd of dumbasses he'd have to watch every moment of the workday. Hopefully one or two here might look like they'd actually know what to do or could pick up the basics fast enough for him to ease up on teaching them at least. As patient man as Charen thought himself to be, he was known to have a temper, at times, when something went unjustifiably wrong. Which happened all too often and that made him annoyed to have to see yet another addition to his already busy work-schedule in having to pick through this lot of hopefuls for someone that he'd then have to watch working for a while to make sure they weren't incompentent or dishonest. <br><br>Charen was a skilled man, hairy and a bit short for a human but still, a human. Though the way he held a hammer and banged away on hot metal made him seem like a bear at times, the bald spot along his head did not. Charen was thick-browed man with strong arms and a mean look on his face for most part, that skin tanned from the time near the fire or cooling a bit outside the forge on some of those far too hot days.<br><br>"Next!" He shouted loudly, while throwing a fleeing mouse-lad's bag after him, narrowly missing the squeaking lad's head. The reason for his rejection was obvious enough, the lad was shorter than Navarro and scrawny, it was doubtful he could lift the things that would be required at the forge. Nonetheless, the line kept moving along and Navarro's turn looked to be coming soon, as the Smith slammed his fist to the table and set down a metal weight on the table. "Freaking... Alright, now on anyone that can't even lift this has no business here, I need someone that has the strength and endurance to work here, strength can come with time but I want to see someone has at least the effort to try!" He growled nastily, then slumping on his seat. He had held the weight-one handed without seeming bothered at all by it. Yet it looked challenging enough to discourage some folks, at least, making the line shorten a bit.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Lisette silently splashed some water on her face then wiping it away with a towel quietly. She was supposed to be studying but the lessons were getting a bit tiresome and repetitive, and she already knew most of this by heart. It was just her teacher's opinion some matters had to be drilled in till she knew them to the letter rather than to the meaning, which seemed to her was the height of wisdom to the man. She would have much rather spent some time outside already, but alas, such was not always possible.<br><br>So the young lady had sat quietly with the book before her, reading, until such a time that the man had been called away. Having a bit of water on her face to clear off with the washcloth brought her back awake from the tired state that constant reading was imposing on her, at least that repetitive, boring reading. Moving over to a window, she quietly opened it to gaze down at the crowd she saw gathering. A slight wind chilling her, playing with her golden hair, bountiful as the harvest season's fields of wheat, the very gold of the land. Gazing down, she wondered what kind of people there were. Wondering if she'd be able to escape the lesson soon and perhaps find out for herself. If she was at a lower floor, she might get a better look.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rio and Wintercat</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rio Kitty</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 01:34:49</strong>
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				It certainly seemed to Navarro that this man was not any different than the nobles that were living the cushy life in the castle.&nbsp; It wasn't really necessary to treat people the way that he was, they were only trying to find work so that they could feed themselves and their families.&nbsp; They didn't deserve to be yelled at just for showing up to an interview, most of these people were hoping for the stableworker positions that were also advertised.&nbsp; Sadly though it seemed that they were filled before today so everyone was stuck applying for the same work even though most weren't quiet qualified.<br><br>Navarro watched as one after another went running or even crying from the table, taking the abuse of the blacksmith and not being able to say a word because of their class compared to his.&nbsp; Then it was finally Navarro's turn and by now, he didn't look overly happy to be speaking to this man.&nbsp; He looked down at him and ran his fingers through his almost snow white mane before moving to speak.&nbsp; "Afternoon, sir.&nbsp; My name is Navarro.&nbsp; Here is my application."&nbsp; Keeping his words short, Navarro was able to mask the disgust that he felt towards the blacksmith.<br><br>"Well now, you might fit the bill of what we need for this position...."&nbsp; Charen paused his words there for just a moment as he started to look over the paperwork.&nbsp; "That is of course if you weren't such a shrimp of a horse.&nbsp; My lord what happened to you?"<br><br>That was the final straw for him, Navarro didn't give him the satisfaction of saying a word.&nbsp; Instead he simply reached out and covered the top of the weight and gave it a quick and powerful push down, slamming the large man's hand on the table.&nbsp; The quick jolt of pain caused him to let go and Navarro very easily held the weight up before him.&nbsp; "Is this what you were looking for?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rio and Wintercat</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 17:30:56</strong>
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				"Son of a F-" The smith cursed and bit his lip to keep the end of the sentence, keeping down a part of it at least. Glaring at Navarro, Charen looked annoyed but looking at Navarro's hand and the weight then, he snorted. "You think you're so funny huh? I'd like to see you clown around with hot embers with your bare hands, you could try juggling." Rubbing his palm with a bit of blood showing in his palm from where the weight's rough edge had cause a small cut he frowned before moving to a bucket of cold water nearby and wetting his hand in it a few times before returning.<br><br>"Fine. You've got the strength for it huh? Consider yourself hired, for now. The rest of you, keep trying, we still need 5 lads to the storage for a couple days at least, moving some stuff, it wont be lasting but you'll at least get paid, better than catching rats!" He laughed but showed a thumb behind him at a table with some tools laid out, along with a bit of chain linked together. "I'm going to see the ones that can lift the weight try and show me if they know how to work metal delicately as well as harshly. So, I got 1 permanent job of smithing apprentice, and those that are strong but too dumb for the smithy can get a temporary job lifting some stuff for a little while. Anyone who loves to play with shit, sorry the stable jobs are already gone." He laughed amused at his own comments, shaking his head then. <br><br>"I hope you get me at least that many strong men." Charen smirked. Behind him on the table was a bit of chainlink, with some of the rings broken from one another. It was simple enough to bend the metal rings with the right tools, but fixing it without breaking any rings would be a bit of a test. The other one likely involved a few crude shields nearby that looked like they had been battered and needed to be straightened out with a good hammering. <br><br><hr><hr>Lisette waited a little while and when there was no signs of the man planning to return. Not that she had anything against learning, she just thought it was important to learn the meaning behind those lessons rather than repeat words without understanding the lesson itself. That was something her teacher didn't seem to accept. Sighing heavily she ran her fingers through her fair hair, combing it back with her fingers before moving in front of a mirror to check she looked good. Clear, blue eyes, fair golden hair, and a little pale skin giving her the look of a lady of the court, she felt her smile was able to hide her boredness at the lessons. <br><br>Her nose was a cute, little rise, her lips a bit slender but rosy, her cheeks having a bit of color as she stared at herself, finding a bit of blush emerging from that kind of vanity. Her light blue dress hugged her waist closely, and rose up from it like a corset, hugging her bosom firmly, the swell of her perky bust showing rather well. She briefly wondered if it was the reason his teacher sometimes kept wandering around him closer up while he read. The skirt reached down to her ankle, almost hiding the simple white shoes she wore on her feet. They were just that much more comfortable and it was not like she had to dress for guests, just look presentable in case something happened in a hurry.<br><br>Seeing how she was practically left to her own, she moved to the door to open it and head out on the hallway, deciding to head out to the courtyard to see what the gathering was about, though she probably would have to stay close to the gates so the guards wouldn't get all worried again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rio and Wintercat</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rio Kitty</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 16:37:45</strong>
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				Navarro didn't even acknowledge the short man's words nor did he dignify them with any kind of response.&nbsp; Instead he was looking forward to the task at hand, not that it would really be overly difficult to anyone that had much experience with a smith.&nbsp; It was not as though he had spent years in front of the hot coals and steel anvils that made up the life of such a man, but he had spent enough of his spare time making trinkets when he could.&nbsp; The chain would be the more difficult of the two tasks, the sheilds would require only enough time to complete them.<br><br>Navarro didn't much have the means to have an extensive wardrobe so his clothing choices every day were rather limited.&nbsp; He didn't exactly want to start putting holes in one of the six shirts that he owned.&nbsp; So his only option was to remove it, which he did to expose his well toned chest.&nbsp; There was a blacksmith's apron located near the fires so that he wouldn't really burn up his entire body.&nbsp; Quickly he started in on the shields, an iron banded shield was the first one before him followed by a couple that were mostly steel.&nbsp; Both were materials that he didn't have a lot of experience with but now was as good a time as any.&nbsp; Before Charen could select all four of the other men that he would be working with, Navarro had the first shield straightened and ready for use by any soldier.&nbsp; Without asking, he began to work further on the next one.<br><br>Sweat began to form over his entire body as Navarro worked, the fires from the smith were actually much hotter than he had expected.&nbsp; This Smith was more open than the one he was used to working with.&nbsp; Finally it was time to start the hard part, lifting the heavy links of chain from the table and studying what repairs needed to be made.&nbsp; This was a setup it seems, most of the intact links in the chain had been weakened.&nbsp; If someone began to work on this haphazardly, then they would most certainly fail.<br><br>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>A young guardsmen patrolled around the courtyard, one that was not much more than six month's older than the princess.&nbsp; His name was Alexander and as he lifted his head towards the princess' window, he quickly noticed that she was no longer watching the events unfold.&nbsp; Though he would admit it to nobody due to his standing and class, Alexander had been in love with Lisette since the moment that he had been stationed at the palace a few years ago.&nbsp; It was not as though he wasn't an attractive male, far from it actually.&nbsp; He stood tall over the normal lower class male and had quite a strong build which was what allowed him entry into the palace guard at such a young age.&nbsp; Every barmaid and young peasant woman in town seemed to want to make him theirs but he spurned all of their advances save a few one night stands, only having eyes for the impossible dream of the princess.<br><br>Knowing her tendencies by now, Alexander was able to determine that she would be coming down for a closer look at today's festivities.&nbsp; Though he would never put her into a position that could be considered dangerous, he also wanted Lisette to be happy.&nbsp; So he would clear her an opening in the guards, though he would not make it look obvious.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 19:05:30</strong>
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				Charen looked surprised at Navarro's pace and the way he got up to the task. Smirking somewhat, the smith kept going through the others, a bit more tolerant in his behaviour if not really warm towards any of them. By the end of it, he'd picked a trio of men, telling them to report in to the stables, gesturing back with a thumb towards Navarro. "Unless you want to compete against that." There was amusement in his tone, and as he stood up to look at Navarro then, the man was actually grinning.<br><br>"I prepared one shield <em>each</em> to what I thought would be a good number of trainees to try upon, but you got them in shape fast, and are already working on more. Even if you didn't get that chain ready, which I see you're still working on, I think I can put you through some hard work." He nod his head, then crossing his arms. "I'm Charen, and this day on I'm your mentor. You'll learn to work the forge even better till you are almost as good as me." He thumbed his chest. Though he was boastful, the quality of the work around the smithy showed. Despite being a human with little respect for the fur, he did seem to be good. Then again, he probably had to, in order to be a smithy for the castle itself. There was a lot of blue-tinted metal, forged to be ready for battle, not just parades.<br><br>"Though I don't want you to work yourself to death." He shrugged, moving back to fetch a towel, and an apple, holding both over. "There's water outside, wash up, eat a bit, and we'll talk about the work." He smirked. "Or you can finish working on the chain and really impress me." He let out a laugh, then moving to pick up a dull sword and moving to heat it up in the forge nearby, before starting to hammer the blade in, working the crude sword one hit at a time to better shape. Though Charen still watched Navarro, it was more relaxed now, the short man seemed to accept the horse-lad's work for now at least.<br><br><hr><hr><br>Having reached the front gates Lisette was paused when a guard there casually pushed his halberd out in her way. It was a gesture more than a real attempt, but still, she understood the guards reluctance to let her out of the castle. There was an inherent risk in that. Not that it really felt fair to her, she wanted to be able to walk outside and see what the places beyond the castle walls were like. To learn what the life was like for the people. She would, one day, rule these lands besides her future husband.<br><br>Another thought that she wasn't too eager about. She was pampered sometimes but she still understood the limits that a husband would put on her freedoms, and the fact people would defer to her future husband rather than her when that time came. That was just how things were. Right now though, she hoped to just get a better look at the ongoing events.<br><br>It was then when she spotted the guard she had caught looking at her now and then. Smiling at him a bit politely, she spoke up. "Could I get a bit of fresh air in the courtyard? I really don't feel like i can study indoors all day without walking outside a bit as well. Just opening a window isn't the same really." She smiled, hoping she could convince the two, though the other guard looked pretty stubborn about holding his halberd in front of her. Then again, that lad was mostly just following the orders, where as the younger lad she had now spotted might be more sympathetic to her thoughts, being closer to her own age.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rio and Wintercat</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rio Kitty</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 01:18:32</strong>
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				As Charen spoke to him, Navarro continued to work.&nbsp; Though the words were less harsh than anything that he had spouted before, they weren’t exactly anything that he wanted to hear.&nbsp; The short man would be something that he would need to tolerate if he was to truly learn this craft and more importantly to keep this job.&nbsp; Maybe today was a bad day for him and maybe the reactions that he was having to the furs today were just due to stress.&nbsp; There was no reason to make a judgment on him today, but Navarro didn’t have to like him just yet either.<br><br>Taking the rag and the apple from him before placing them onto a small table just to the left of the smith, Navarro nodded his head towards Charen.&nbsp; “Thank you….for everything.&nbsp; The chain is nearly beyond repair, someone really chewed it up before the test today.&nbsp; Though I promise that I can repair it, I doubt that it will be done today.”&nbsp; The air around him seemed to get even hotter than it was before and Navarro was practically dripping with sweat as he finished work on another of the links of chain.&nbsp; Leaving the heavy chain on a shelf to be completed at a later date, the young man slipped out of the blacksmith’s apron and took his apple out back to find some water.<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>This was the closest that Alexander had really been to Lisette up until now, having always been resigned to watch her from afar because of his normal guard posts.&nbsp; What luck did he have that she was coming to him today and not only that, but she was actually talking to him almost like they were on the same level.&nbsp; Maybe she wasn’t so far out of his league, maybe she wasn’t the unattainable prize that everyone had said that she was.&nbsp; <br><br>Realizing that he was starting to get lost in thought, Alexander quickly snapped right back into reality.&nbsp; Being completely respectable, he resisted every last urge that he had to get a better look at the woman that had been the object of his affections.&nbsp; He looked back and forth between Lisette and the other guardsman that he was paired with today, trying to figure out a quick and believable reason that he could let her through without a protest.&nbsp; His eyes darted over his shoulder into the courtyard to survey the situation and it was starting to get better.&nbsp; Most of the furs had begun to clear out and the ratio of guards to furs was much more favorable.&nbsp; Then he caught a glimpse of Charen and that was the break he needed.&nbsp; “As you wish my lady, however if you wish to go out unescorted then you should report to Charen and his guards.&nbsp; I do not see any harm if you promise to do so.”&nbsp; The other guard shook his head and just looked the other way.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Rio and Wintercat</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wintercat</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 20:25:10</strong>
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				Charen started working even as Navarro stepped out. He wasn't going to shout to the lad on the first day, but he was examining the shields and frowning, scratching a few spots and seeming to note even the smallest things he might consider mistakes. Regardless, as he was focusing on that there was nobody scolding and shouting at Navarro for the moment at least. Nevertheless, he kept studying the work Navarro had done while the group of lads chosen to work with the temporary job headed off.<br><br>Meanwhile, Lisette smiled at Alexander at the realization she was going to at least be able to get some fresh air in the courtyard then. Though the thought of going to talk to Charen was far from pleasant. "Thank you, but I think I am going to be alright just walking around the courtyard a bit, see what goes on. There was a bit of a crowd at the smithy earlier, was the smith hiring someone or what was that about?" She wasn't always aware of what decisions were being made about the staff at the castle. She knew that some things were purposefully kept from her, and others were considered beneath her notice, not important enough to even mention, but her natural curiosity got the better of her usually.<br><br>"If I am going to have to be escorted even when wandering about the courtyard though I would appreciate if one of you two would do so, I'd rather not bother the smith." She smiled. Despite being human, she wasn't exactly the smith's favorite person either. The smith Charen didn't seem to really like her, or anyone else, that didn't work at least as hard as he did.
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