09-22-2018, 07:14 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 65%; line-height:120%; text-align: justify;font-family: verdana;"]Setting up the mess hall wasn't too difficult of a task, though it did prove time consuming. It took Ophelia more time than she'd like to admit to move around furniture and decorations, to lift things into their proper places without jarring her injury too much. It was worth it, though, in her eyes. This task was most definitely worthwhile, and it'd have a great pay-off. The mess hall would most definitely be used frequently. At least, she hoped so, with the amount of work she was putting into making it presentable.
By the time she was done, laying down along one of the long benches before one of the huge tables she’d pulled in, she was utterly exhausted. Her legs ached unpleasantly, a dull throb that told her she’d used up too much of her energy for the day, but that was fine. That was fine, because the mess hall looked good. She wouldn’t say she was the best at interior design, but she was good with organization; that definitely helped with making sure the amount of space inside this room was optimized.
Two rows of long tables with benches to match were set up on either side of the room, each equipped with a jug to be filled with whatever drink was available - for now, she had chosen water - and napkins were stacked neatly next to them. On the other end of each table were vases of various colors and designs, all stocked with a different bouquet of flowers. That was one of the more tedious tasks to set up, and one that would require some maintenance in the coming days, but she was sure it was worth it for the aesthetic it provided.
In the back of the mess hall was where the food would be provided, there was a large amount of counter-space for platters to be laid out. There were a few already there, warm and fresh meals that she’d worked on herself. To one side of the counters, there were plates to be taken and a couple of cups filled with forks and spoons in case anyone needed them. On the other side, there were stacks of cups to snatch up and a cup filled with straws next to those. It wasn’t the most sophisticated set-up, but she’d worked with what she had. It looked better than she thought it would, at least.
She’d had to ask some NPCs for help with a lot of the area behind that - she’d admittedly asked them for help with some of the front space, too. Moving in cookers and situating the provided fridge where it’d be easy to access, they worked diligently to stock the area with all the supplies they’d need. There were utensils placed neatly in drawers and cabinets, plates and dishes put up in neat and orderly stacks. She somehow doubted they’d stay that way, unless she kept a careful eye on them. That was fine; as long as this place was being used, it would be fine that she’d need to stop by sometimes to tidy up.
After a few moments of rest, just enough to let herself gather up some scraps of energy, she moved up to the door and opened it, calling out to Tanglewood to announce that she’d finally finished her task. ”Tanglewood, the mess hall is complete! If anyone would like a fresh meal and something to drink, please make your way inside.”
By the time she was done, laying down along one of the long benches before one of the huge tables she’d pulled in, she was utterly exhausted. Her legs ached unpleasantly, a dull throb that told her she’d used up too much of her energy for the day, but that was fine. That was fine, because the mess hall looked good. She wouldn’t say she was the best at interior design, but she was good with organization; that definitely helped with making sure the amount of space inside this room was optimized.
Two rows of long tables with benches to match were set up on either side of the room, each equipped with a jug to be filled with whatever drink was available - for now, she had chosen water - and napkins were stacked neatly next to them. On the other end of each table were vases of various colors and designs, all stocked with a different bouquet of flowers. That was one of the more tedious tasks to set up, and one that would require some maintenance in the coming days, but she was sure it was worth it for the aesthetic it provided.
In the back of the mess hall was where the food would be provided, there was a large amount of counter-space for platters to be laid out. There were a few already there, warm and fresh meals that she’d worked on herself. To one side of the counters, there were plates to be taken and a couple of cups filled with forks and spoons in case anyone needed them. On the other side, there were stacks of cups to snatch up and a cup filled with straws next to those. It wasn’t the most sophisticated set-up, but she’d worked with what she had. It looked better than she thought it would, at least.
She’d had to ask some NPCs for help with a lot of the area behind that - she’d admittedly asked them for help with some of the front space, too. Moving in cookers and situating the provided fridge where it’d be easy to access, they worked diligently to stock the area with all the supplies they’d need. There were utensils placed neatly in drawers and cabinets, plates and dishes put up in neat and orderly stacks. She somehow doubted they’d stay that way, unless she kept a careful eye on them. That was fine; as long as this place was being used, it would be fine that she’d need to stop by sometimes to tidy up.
After a few moments of rest, just enough to let herself gather up some scraps of energy, she moved up to the door and opened it, calling out to Tanglewood to announce that she’d finally finished her task. ”Tanglewood, the mess hall is complete! If anyone would like a fresh meal and something to drink, please make your way inside.”
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