Post by hrsegrl on Apr 22, 2007 19:55:30 GMT -5
The day was off to a normal start, he had spent the night at his sister's. Allior was always needing help at night and in the morning. She had her three girls plus two foster sons that she took care of. Rory was great with the kids, espescially little Rorie, the tot was walking around now and saying all manner of funny words.
Rory had then gone to see the Headwoman about his list of things for the day. Normally he repaired whatever was needed but if he were to run out of repairs, which was not often he worked wherever the Weyr was shorthanded at the time.
He walked down the corridors, knowing them without really looking at them. He had lived at the Weyr his whole life. Turning the corner he walked into a storage closet and took out his tools. The shelving had fallen down so he took everything out of the way and began to hammer the shelving back into place. Deft hands made easy work of it and it was not long before Rory was on the next item of his ever growing list.
Rory had then gone to see the Headwoman about his list of things for the day. Normally he repaired whatever was needed but if he were to run out of repairs, which was not often he worked wherever the Weyr was shorthanded at the time.
He walked down the corridors, knowing them without really looking at them. He had lived at the Weyr his whole life. Turning the corner he walked into a storage closet and took out his tools. The shelving had fallen down so he took everything out of the way and began to hammer the shelving back into place. Deft hands made easy work of it and it was not long before Rory was on the next item of his ever growing list.