Happy Turnday, Sori!

Xanadu Weyr - Dragon's Rest Farm
In contrast to the gigantic barn is the smaller homestead. The structure is a small two-level cottage, complete with a covered porch that sweeps around the exterior. The wooden slats of the house seem freshly painted, as if this old place has been brought back to life by careful hands. A chair-swing sways beneath the shade of the porch, moving with the slightest breeze off the sea. Inside, the quaint space has been decked out with the comforts one might expect. Fluffy rugs cover hardwood floors, and finely carved furniture dominates most of the spaces. A few things here and there seem older, heirlooms that now have a new place to call home.

Everything within the cottage is comfortable, rather than elaborate. Though it may have once been empty, there is now a warm, welcoming feel to the place. Many large windows and sliding doors look out upon both the training field and across the road, a view of the beach and the sea beyond. Even on the hottest days, these can be opened to let in air and leave the rooms cool and comfortable. Set back a ways from many of the other Weyrbarns along the roadway, there is plenty of room for those who need a bit of space and privacy. There is plenty of space, leaving room to grow, to learn, to expand, and most of all… it is a warm, safe place to come home to when the day's tasks are done.

It's late on Xanadu. A clear spring night filled with the sounds of twilight. Shadows pass across the landscape as clouds lazily drift by the bright full moons that make seeing this evening not as difficult in comparison to other nights. Ka'el has been absent from Xanadu most of the day as he has unnervingly been shadowing transport and delivery yet again. Why so much? They're not thinking of sticking him there, are they? But fortunately, his mind has been busy with other things, and the in and out of weyrs and holds has been beneficial for him this day.

Now his shift is over and has been for the past hour, yet upon landing and after taking care of Kanekith, he's disappeared into the Caverns. Possibly to scrounge a meal of leftovers. But for so long? When he finally leaves, it's far after most patrons have returned to their weyrs and families. He cradles a box, which he holds carefully as he makes his way across the quiet landscape, sans dragon or firelizard. Past meadow grasses. Down the road near the coast. Past quiet and dark weyrs and towards one that may or may not be lit. Whether or not the cottage is, he makes his way towards it, passing the weyrbarn and making his way up to the porch. Knock Knock Knock. Anyone home?

It's been a long day, and now… well, now there's practically no day left. Soriana's in her weyr. She has been for a couple hours, since she emerged from the admin hallway and made for home. Dinner? Yeah, sure. She grabbed a couple things along the way. Some of them even got eaten, in the part in between where she kicked off her boots and the one where she fell asleep on the couch. Bed? That would have required moving. A pair of firelizards came to curl in against her, and it's the brown who first responds to the knock, lifting his head and chirping. …not that the sound really carries to outside. The lights are on, at least! But it's long moments before a few more insistent chirps from Toral and the slow filtering of those knocks rouse Soriana to something like coherency. Ish. She yawns, and nudges Haruhi aside to shuffle her way in stocking feet to the door. Who dares disturb the sleeping Soriana? "Oh." Bleary eyes resolve to a vague smile. "Hey."

Ka'el dares, and without any protective gear either! Other than that box which technically could be thrown at her if claws come out. When the door opens, Ka'el grins, though the look is tainted with an edge of weariness from the day. Flying back and forth and betweening here and there and delivering this and that is tiring work! It's not a wonder why Kanekith opted to call it a night the moment he was free to do so, uncharacteristically leaving Ka'el unattended. "Hey," he answers in return. "There's still minutes left in the day til it's over, so happy turnday," he offers cheerily. "May I come in?"

Entire minutes left? Soriana takes a moment to process that - she's still waking up - but then she figures it out. Oh yeah. Her turnday! Today. It wasn't much of a celebratory one. Not between studies and paperwork and… everything. At least she got a hug and good wishes from her mom, and now from Ka'el, too! She smiles less vaguely. "Welcome to the turnday party," she says, and steps aside. Apparently her party consists of a brown firelizard perched on the arm of her couch, a gold one who's decided to go curl up next to a heater, and a quarter-meatroll and part of a cheese sandwich, sitting on a plate nearby. Oh, and Ka'el. He's part of the party now too.

Ka'el steps inside and takes a look around. He gives a long, low whistle. "Damn…" he says, shaking his head in awe. "This puts my party to shame…" he says in a woebegone voice. "I was thinkin' I did alright.." A smirk curves his mouth now and he pauses to press a kiss to her lips before he glances for a place for his box. Oh, there! Tables are convenient things, and he moves towards one to set his box o' stuff down. "My invitation must've gotten lost in the mail. Or, I wasn't invited to your party," he says, turning to her. "If that's the case…" he frowns. "I thought we were closer than that." He lifts a hand, gently clutching it over his obviously bleeding heart before another grin makes its way across his semi-tired face. "… Did you get a package today?" Comet better not have failed him!

"Wild and crazy," Soriana agrees about her party. Everyone's really let their hair down! …like hers, which has grown from weyrling cut to tumble down nearly to her shoulders. After all, now that the worst of the mucking is done, there's no reason to keep it super short. "Course I sent you an invitation. It was embossed. Gold and purple lettering. Extra fancy." He'll just have to imagine it. And… package. Package delivery is guaranteed according to a- "Yes!" Sleep-deprived brain remembers it, and Soriana grins, coming over and slipping her arm around Ka'el's middle as the other one points over to the kitchen where a box (removed from box) sits on the counter. "Thank you." Also giving him a kiss. "I was gonna try some, but I've got workout early tomorrow and I didn't want to be up all night." Besides, making klah seemed like work, and let's be clear: she couldn't manage to finish eating a meal someone else had made.

Yes! Package, delivered. Ka'el didn't have time to confirm himself that it had reached its destination. Unfortunately, they have a while to go before tracking numbers and automatic delivery confirmations are a convenience within every weyr! And so he looks genuinely pleased and relieved to hear of the successful drop-off, and he looks to that delivery, after receiving her kiss, proudly. "Thought you might like to have your own stash. …Well, hoped you would," he admits with a wry smirk. "Brought somethin' else for you," he says, gesturing to the new box that he brought. "Open it. S'a turnday gift from me. Sorry to keep you waiting. Didn't know you had an early day tomorrow, else I would've..might've saved it for tomorrow. So hurry up and open it so you can go back to sleep," said with a grin and playful nudge to her side.

"Be good for those early mornings," Soriana says with a grin. Of course, that requires her getting up early enough to actually make the klah on those mornings, but… no plan is perfect. Soriana glances to the box, then back to Ka'el. "'m perfectly well rested now." Lies. "I had a nap." Truth. "It was just a long day today, that's all." Also her turnday. Isn't she allowed to ask for those off or something? Maybe she should have tried. Maybe she'll try next year! Maybe. For now, she shakes away thoughts of long work and grins at the new box. "Another one?" Aww you shouldn't ha- okay what is it? She steps up to the box and… opens it! With a flourish! And anticipation.

Perfectly well-rested huh? Ka'el cocks a brow. "Uh huh.." he says, sounding thoroughly unconvinced at that. "A nap for ten minutes doesn't count. But if it was a long day've doing things that are turnday-related, that's alright." A day filled with radio watching and paperwork definitely falls under the category of Not Ok! Hopefully some fun was had. Ka'el can only hope, and he brightens as she begins to open his gift. Hooray! Present time! He smirks, hands clasping behind his back as he watches without interfering. Watching. Watching. Aaaand.. it's opened! And inside? Mmm, it smells good! Why? Because inside the box is a cake! A cake that smells like sweetness and cinnamon. A small, lopsided rectangle shape with crumbly topping and a slight glaze drizzled upon it. Why is one side much flatter than the other? Pft, hell if he knows. But it's a cake!

Uh, wow, look at this present she's got to open! No way Soriana can possibly answer question about her (surely fabulous!) turnday experiences. Nope. She's just got to look away (to this cake) and open this cake, er, box. So she does! And inside… a cake! "Aww!" It smells good. It'll probably be good. "Every turnday needs a cake." The sweetbun she had for lunch… does not count. Even if it was less lopsided. "We should have some." Because, party time! Cake is required at parties. So. "There's some plates and stuff in…" the cabinet where… they are. Unless she needs to wash them again, which she probably does, so… "Never mind." Step one: A kiss for Ka'el. Again, yes. She doesn't care that she's repeating herself. Step two: A knife from the kitchen. Step three: Cake!

Hooray for cake! Ka'el even lets her get away with not explaining just how much seh didn't work on her turnday in favor of watching her reaction. Because .. he made this cake! Which is probably obvious just by its less than even appearance. He had help, but…still. It's a Ka'el cake! He beams. "Exactly what I thought. Every turnday needs a cake. Or pie, but most like cake." His beaming continues as he's rewarded with a kiss, and as she gets a knife to cut with, he lifts the cake out of the box and sets it on the tabletop. "One piece and I'm gone," he vows, setting the now empty box aside. "Promise. You've gotta get up early, right? I've probably got somethin' too." Just what that something is, he can't remember. Something. He takes some cake once its cut. "If it's good, I made it. If it's awful, I got it from someone else."

Well, it's that, or Ka'el bought it discount from a half-blind baker apprentice. In which case… uh… he should be congratulated for getting a good deal? The thought of him only sticking around for one piece makes her frown, briefly, but then she laughs. He does have a good point. Also? "More for my breakfast." Because cake is totally breakfast the day after your turnday. Soriana cuts a pair of slices, giving one to Ka'el and the other one… oh, the other one she takes for herself! Because cake. Cake gets a big bite taken of it, and… "Mmhu?" …cake is in her mouth and she's not particularly capable of speaking with actual words (not without spraying crumbs, and the cake's too good for that!) so… she just grins. And chews (slowly and with enjoyment) and swallows. "You made it yourself." Because… it's good! Elegant, no. Tasty? Yes. It's got that warm spice-and-sugar thing. And it meets with Soriana's approval. Enough so that she won't even drag out the cake-eating toooo much… despite the fact that after this slice, Ka'el goes away… for now. "We should find a night and go out. To celebrate." Belatedly, but hey. Celebrations are good! So are dates.

The days that begin with cake for breakfast are the best types of days! How can they not be, when they start off so sweet and wonderfully? Ka'el waits, cake in hand, as Soriana takes the first bite. She must! for it's her turnday, and she must give the verdict. He waits on bated breath, staring at her til… success! It is good! "Woo! It'd better be good. I slaved over that thing for hours," he exaggerates (or not. This is Ka'el and baking we're talking about!). He takes a bite too and.. oh, surprise, it is good! "Shards. I should join bakerscraft." Leave it to Ka'el to exaggerate. He grins, taking another bite and eventually finishing the morsel. "Like a date?" he grins as he brings himself closer to her. "And you get dressy in somethin' pretty and short?" It's only half a joke! "Yeah, let's do it. Anywhere you want. I'll make sure we have the coordinates if it’s off weyr." He brushes his hands off on the sides of his pants and then curls them both around her. "Happy turnday, Soriana," he says again, warmly. "I'd stay, but I wouldn't let you sleep if I did." A smirk before he leans in to kiss her, prolonged, arms squeezing her a little in the process. Reluctantly, he pulls back after long seconds, and crookedly does he smile. "Definitely no sleepin' if I stayed.. See you tomorrow." Arms slip from around her and eventually, he heads back out to the night to go home.

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