"Should it be sweeter?" "No, you're sweet enough."

[Elfie]

It was mid morning, and the kitchen wasn't quite sweltering yet, even though it stayed at a cooler temperature than the rest of Oresia due to the Lower Cavers caves. Weyrfolk were bustling about getting the food prepared for both lunch and getting a few things started for dinner. Candidates were no exception, and a pair of them were standing at a table, making rolls. Or rather, one was making rolls.

Sinarin had ordered his brother to take the rolls from the oven, where he was currently experimenting on them. Rinarin, on the other hand, was simply watching from the side, leaning against the table and munching on the roll--while the Headwoman wasn't looking of course. Vera was draped across his shoulders as always, peering over at Sinarin as he worked. She had already banished Emeren from the kitchens for the green had been wreaking havoc, and Ivin was hiding in Rin's bunk as a result from the scolding.

"You think this is sweet enough? I don't know if I put enough sugar in it..." Sin murmured, glancing sideways at his twin, pale sapphire eyes rather disapproving as he caught sight of his hard work being gobbled down without a care.

"It's fine! The rolls are as sweet as their baker." Words were accompanied with the wink of an emerald eye, Rinarin downing the rest of his roll as he patted his belly. "Hey, when are we--"

"Going to be done?" Sinarin interupted, already knowing what Rin was thinking. "As soon as I paste these. Then we get to go stir the pots of stew. Easy, and we can take some rolls with us." Answer was half amused half exasperated, for several rolls were already missing. While he'd been speaking, the Candidate had suited actions to words, thrusting a basket of rolls into Rin's stomach and heading toward the hearth. He lifted a hand to stroke Crin's head, the lithe red perched upon his shoulder, one paw holding delicately onto his ear while her tail was wrapped about his neck.

The pale eyed twin settled down on a section of the hearth, Rin sitting just behind him and then leaning back so that they supported each other. "Wanna roll, Sin?" Came the innocent question, holding the basket out the side.

"Of course." His brother's response was simple, and then the small group was silent, save for munching, the occasional chirp of a hungry fire lizard, and the bubbling stew and crackling fire.

[Ayla]

Vittoria shoved a strand of hair back behind her ear. The ribbon holding back most of her blond hair was coming loose and she was sure it looked terrible. The other Candidate who was supposed to be helping had disappeared nearly half a candlemark ago to go to the bathroom and not returned. Vittoria had seen the Headwoman pass by a few times and thought about complaining, but she always looked too busy to be bothered with a missing Candidate.

The stew was just beginning to look good, as opposed to chunks of meat and vegetables floating in water. Vittoria gave it a quick stir and stepped back to retie her hair; now that it wasn't desperate that she added ingredients, she could focus on something else. She managed to get it all contained before returning to the fire.

"Still too watery," Vittoria muttered before stirring it again. She looked around for the starch, but it seemed to have been stolen by someone else. She left the stew for a few moments, stepping back to get a better look at the kitchen. Ah - there it was, over by the dishwashers. Why in Faranth's name they needed cornstarch, Vittoria didn't know, but she hurried over and retrieved it without further adieu.

On the return trip, Vittoria nearly tripped over two boys. It was the twins; Sinarin and Rinarin, who had to be at least two Turns older than Vittoria.

After adding the cornstarch, Vittoria turned back to them. "So the other boy who was supposed to be helping ran off. If he hadn't, we would have been done, but since he did, you two need to help. I need one of you to find the basil and bring back about a cupful of it, and the other to stir the stew," Vittoria said. She meant to go and complain to the Headwoman before it was too late.

[Elfie]

The peace was not to last for the two though, there was too much that needed to be done, it seemed. As a girl hurried past, nearly tripping over them, Sinarin had to reach out quickly to snag the minty form of Emeren before the temperamental flit chased her down to either scold or nip her. Neither would make for a very happy encounter. It also only caused Rin to chuckle, the other twin grinning from ear to ear. "She's going to get you into world's of trouble, dear Sin." He remarked, blinking as saw the girl turning back toward them. She looked familiar, and a glance at Sin showed that he recognized her. 'Vittoria' was mouthed to him just before they were asked to pitch in again.

Rinarin simply began grumbling, really wanting to stay put and eat rolls even if it was a pretty girl. However, he was prodded to his feet by an elbow from his brother and immediately set of to find the basil with a parting 'Hello' and a grin for Vittoria.

Sinarin also rose, silently sending Crin after his twin, unsure if he actually knew what basil looked like or not, and giving a stern look to his green flit to keep her in one spot. "Sure, we'll help. Need anything else besides the stew stirred or basil? I can do the former, and the running is Rin's job. You don't want him in charge of anything edible." Sin remarked with a quirk of his lips as a smile as he turned to stir the stew. The other Candidate did have very pretty hair, and he half wondered if she used any kind of special soap in it. "By the way, do you happen to know the boy's name? I send Crin with a message to the Headwoman once she gets back with my brother so we don't have to stop."