Trouser Holes

Writers: AL, Chelle
Date Posted: 12th April 2012

Characters: Meledei, Qorri
Description: The headwoman fixes Meledei's hole problem.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 7, day 13 of Turn 6

"Meledei, what are you doing to cause all these holes in your
trousers?" Qorri was frowning as she looked through the goldrider's
clothing that needed to be mended or washed. She didn't understand it
and was becoming concerned.

"Wearing them?" Meledei laughed. "I suppose I should get some new
ones. I've had those for turns." She hadn't grown in several turns
and rarely got new clothes for herself. The dress she'd gotten for
Elleth's hatching had been the first one in a long time.

"I don't know. It looks like your coochie has been eating your pants."
Qorri put the fabric down and looked Meledei dead in the face when
she said it. "Is it hungry then?"

"Whoa, now that was a change of subject." Meledei wrinkled her nose.
She didn't particularly care for the way the headwoman had phrased
that.

"I'm just saying. My mother always said you should air the thing out
every now and again. Me, I tend to sleep without underpants after
turns of habit. I don't know if it helps but...I'm also not eating holes
into them." She frowned, folding the pile of laundry that needed fixing.

"I think this is more of a case that I need to get new clothes to be
honest." Meledei managed to keep from rolling her eyes. Of course,
she didn't generally sleep with underwear on but she wasn't about to
tell Qorri that, even if the headwoman had already shared that info
with her as well. "I've had most of my things for turns."

"Well then we need to go shopping. Here, out of these throw the ones
out that you want made it into rags." She was already trying to think of
which storeroom she had put the things from the female greenriders that
had not made it through threadfall.

"I suppose it's about time I get some new things. I guess I just don't
think too much about it. Unless it's Gather or hatching time or
something." Meledei just wasn't really into clothing. Well, not in
quite the same way. She really liked the way it made her feel when she
did dress up, but she just...didn't really pursue that. More
importantly, she wanted to be comfortable. Dressing up wasn't always
comfortable, even if it was nice occasionally.

When Qorri had an idea of just what she needed, the headwoman lead
the youngest goldrider through the tunnels, unlocking a door. Uncovering
a few belt glows, she helped Meledei inside. Stepping down the aisle,
she came to a stop. Opening up a box, Qorri offered it to Meledei.
"Some of these should be fine enough."

"Let's see," Meledei rummaged through the box and pulled out a pair of
trousers. "Too long, but that can be taken care of easily." She held
them up to see if they would fit her. "These might do."

"Not your best color, but maybe for working trousers," Qorri agreed as
she grabbed another pair of shorts that would be of a longer
length-probably to Meledei's knees. "Maybe these?"

"Eh...too long for shorts, too short for pants. I prefer something
that can make up its mind." Meledei chuckled and peered into the box.
She reached in and pulled out a darker pair of shorts. "These might
work."

"Try 'em on. No one's looking and better safe than sorry." Indeed, Qorri
wasn't listening for the tiptoeing of feet, but rather the rustle of
tunnelsnakes. The things were everywhere lately.

Meledei slipped out of her trousers, not really worried about someone
looking. After all, nudity wasn't really that uncommon - though she
probably wouldn't just undress in the middle of the hall. No, a
storage closet was a better place for such a thing. "Yes, they'll
do," she declared after pulling them up and wiggling a bit to see how
they felt.

"Turn around a bit?" Qorri wanted to make sure the seams lined up
and if these fit, she might be able to locate a few more in her size.

Meledei lifted her arms and pirouetted for the headwoman, then did so
again, though slower that time. "See? They feel fine."

"Mmm....let's see if we might find some more in that size..." Throwing a
few things aside as she dug through the pile, she came up with a few
options. Meledei needed spares, after all, since she had such a hole
problem.

"Are you sure you're not over doing this? I don't need _that_ many
clothes!" Meledei wasn't really the sort to hoard or keep too much
stuff. She eyed the growing pile with a critical air. "I think that's
more than enough."

"With all the holes you seem to accumulate, more is better. And anyway,
it'll keep us from having to do this for awhile. I doubt you'll grow
anymore so these should fit barring you go on an eating binge or
something." Qorri imagined little Meledei eating herself to death and
almost laughed. She did put the box away though and started to pack the
carisak.

"I think you're over exaggerating about the holes." Meledei dared to
give the Headwoman a poke in her arm. "And even if I go on an eating
binge, with as much work as I do, I doubt I'll gain much weight!"

"Which is why these will do fine for quite awhile. Now let's go put your
new clothes up and then I'll leave you alone," she offered, before
turning to head out of the storeroom with trousers in hand.

Meledei gave a soft snort. Leave her alone? Not likely. Qorri was
like a mother fowl, clucking after everyone in the Weyr, making sure
everyone was in order. She laughed softly to herself and headed after
her. Ah well, she knew the Headwoman only meant well.

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