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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 2638884" data-attributes="member: 4936">Lily sat where she was for a long moment, flabbergasted. The remains of her breakfast forgotten, she got up and trotted to the mess tent's flap to peer out. Exactly who did Duncan think he -was- anyway? To claim to know better than a drill instructor who'd been in more wars than Duncan had years of age! And did he truly think Lily was some innocent stripling just fallen from her father's wagon? She'd been in more than one battle, and yes, she'd seen elves fall before her. Whatever conflicts that might provoke in her, she was not untried in battle, though by no means a grizzled veteran.Whatever words she may have had for Duncan though were in vain. He was gone. And what in -blazes- was that he'd said? That short sentence that sounded like some vile oath, but which, on reflection, she realized she had no idea what the words had been. If they'd even BEEN words. Maybe just some kind of made-up blather, to lend strength to his insults. Like blowing one's tongue out. Though she couldn't imagine Duncan doing that. He didn't seem to have the sense of humor for it.The midmorning bells tolled, and Lily's stomach went sour. She didn't have TIME for this! Turning lightly on foot, she rushed from the mess tent back to her own to grab her pack. Most of the day was spent in drill after drill. Combat readiness. Skirmishing. Anything else the officers could think of. By the time Lily returned to her tent to get her things stowed and ready, she walked with a tired plodding. Still, when the order came to move, it would be too late to grab belongings then. When she noticed the puddle on the ground, she cursed...stupid...stupid...Careless. One of the spikes on her warglove had torn a hole in her waterskin. She'd put them too close together, and someone, maybe her, had kicked them against each other in the nights. Fortunately nothing had been on TOP of the skin, so the leakage wasn't bad, nor wide. But she'd need a new skin, or this one stitched.Taking the wounded waterskin carefully with her, Lily stepped outside and wrung it out over the grass. She then looked around to get her bearings, and set off at a fast, loping jog towards the supplies tent. If Jon was there, he might fix it. If not, she could get a replacement.(Note - edited to temporally place Lily at the supply tent at more or less the same time other people will be there. So ha! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />)</blockquote>

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