If a Corporal yells at a Private in the Dining Hall, does he get in trouble? (Salamandastron Ambassadors and Long Patrol Log)
Salamandastron Dining Hall thing.
Hares: Flint, male. Feanor, male. Felicity, female.
Badgers: Zinnia, female.
Flint is sitting at a far end of one of the tables, and he is a little moody..or least was ealier and a couple healer hares ecided to leave him be and voluteered a mouse, who was not too thrilled but did examine the hare and they chated a short time, "Well I would just say....well just relax." The hare nods and the mouse nods and excuses himself. The hare watches him go and sighs, it's not been the best morning.
Feanor walks over and sits down at the other end of the table, folding his arms over his chest moodily. He's having a bad day. Like always.
He sighs. At least he's off-duty now.
Felicity comes stumping into the dining hall, leaning on her cane, her ankle still wrapped up in a bandage. She smile whens she sees her uncle and makes her way over to him. She goes to wrap her arms around him in a hug.
Flint looks up in time to see Felicity coming and smiles as he returns the hug with one of his own. " Hallo lass" Any other hare would of been told to go away. "You doing ok today lass?"
Feanor watches the exchange with a low snort. Sentimental of them to act like that. Don't they know there's a war on? Oh wait, there isn't..."Well there bloody well should be!" he mutters.
Felicity smiles down at her uncle. "Oh, aye, I'm doin' pretty well, actually. That Miss DoraRose is watchin' Julia; Jules seems enamoured with 'er. They get along splendidly. How's your day goin'?"
Flint shrugs "I am...fine I suppose, just a bad morning is all, dear. I...if ya haven't heard, have a couple weeks off patrol duty"
Feanor snorts again. He can see why that'd be bad, being as battle-hungry as he is. "Sucks f'ya," he comments loud enough for Flint to hear, chipping in his two coppers.
Felicity goes to soothingly pet her uncle's head. "Well, all beasts need a break....'scuse me?" She glares balefully at the other male hare in this area. "Who are you to think that ye can say somethin' like that? You know nothing of what 'e's gone through the last few seasons."
Flint looks over at Feanor and controls an urge to say something, he takes a deep breath and then exhales again and for now stays silent and hoping his headache doesn't come back.
"And you know nothin' o' my past," Feanor retorts. "Who knows, maybe I'd served with him. Y'never know."
"'Scuse me, /Sah/, didn't realize ye outranked us. Please don't bothah with us silly /Privates/, not knowin' what we're talkin' about." Lissie's voice is oozing with sarcasm after she spots Feanor's rank insignia. She goes to grab her uncle's upper arm and tries to guide him over to the other side of the room and she glares contemptuously at the Corporal.
"I'm not a 'sah'," Feanor growls. "Only officahs are 'sah's. I'm a Non-Commissioned Officah. If ye were competent, ye'd know that."
Flint allows himself to be guided over to the other side of the room and frowns as he rubs his forehead, headache coming on it seems, and shakes his head. And then the yell happens and he sends his own glare at Feanor, "Be quiet you..."
Felicity goes to squeeze her uncle's arm. She says loudly enough for all to hear, "Ignore 'im. Beasts with 'onour don't treat 'ares below their rank like that." Her ears are stiff and quivering from her immense anger, but her lips are trembling because of her great hurt. She looks ready to either start throwing things or to sit down and cry. Whish one she does has yet to be seen.
"What d'you know of honor?" Feanor demands, jumping to his footpaws now that everyone's attention is on him, and now that his paw has been forced. Felicity's left him with an impossible choice--to react, or to suffer the indignity of being shown up by a Private.
Flint shakes his head, "Well, you seem to have none..." He says quietly.
Felicity purses her lips and keeps silent, refusing to dignify the Corporal's words with any of her own. She goes to lead her uncle out of the room and hopefully to the Dibbun's Room, where DoraRose is.
Feanor charges up to Felicity, placing himself in her path. "Well? You gonna say anything or not, runt?" His eyes are blazing with indignation and frustration at the same time. "Y'think you can talk to me like that?"
Flint glares at Feanor, "You...need...to...back...off" He frowns as his ears droop some, he rather not put up with this today.
Felicity stands to her full (and tall for her age) height, raising her chin and staring into the Corporal's eyes with dignity and courage. "I only called you /Sah/. You outrank me, therefore I was showing you respect by addressing you as Sah. The rest of it was addressed to my uncle. Now please excuse us." She goes to walk around the irate hare.
"A non-officer is not addressed as Sah," Feanor growls. "Now, if you're quite finished making a fool of yourself, you may want to apologize to me for your breach of protocol."
Flint crosses his arms over his chest as he stands a little wobbly on his footpaws now, great..."Ok...do calm down sur, she did nothing wrong. Now it seems your having a bad day..so wouldn't it be best to be alone and let us leave the room?"
Feanor snarls. "Not until she gives me an apology for her misconduct. And you can stay out of this...Sah."
Flint sees this as a reason to stay in front of his niece and block the other hare from her as he sees this as getting violent now, "Please just....calm down first, then you two can talk"
Felicity shakes her head. "I /refuse/ to apologize for callin' you somethin' respectful, /Sah/. I apologize for accusin' you of 'avin' no honour, and I apologize for bein' sarcastic. There. I've apologized. Now please excuse us, /Sah/."
Feanor nods slowly. "Very well...An' I apologize for losing my temper," he says slowly, forcing the words out. He offers a paw to shake on it.
Flint sighs in relief and seems glad this argument seems over as he frowns and goes to sit down and stare at the floor for a while as he holds his head, a bad headache is what he has, he looks at the doorway maybe he will go lay down here soon, he will just wait till he can exit and head wordlessly to a place for quiet and sleep.
Felicity stares down at his paw, then shrugs and goes to walk around him. She's much too hurt to accept his apology. She's now not even deigning to look at him. She also looks close to crying again.
Feanor sighs. "Ah well. She'll come around," he mutters to himself.
Zinnia starts to go into the dinning hall and looks over at Felicity as the hare is close by her, she starts to ask if everything is alright and then decides maybe she shouldn't ask, least for now.
Felicity suddenly glares at the other hare. "I will never forgive you fer questionin' my intelligence, /Sah/. I 'ope you rot." and she's out the door. After a few moments, shouting can be heard, and then DoraRose enters, holding onto the haremaid's wrist and glaring angrily at the others in the room. "What on Earth is going on here?" Lissie has tears pouring down her cheeks as she struggles feebly against the mouse Warrior's very strong grip.
Feanor mutters something before saying, "'twas a matter of honor," and standing in stony silence.
Zinnia frowns, yeah she is NOT going into there, she can eat something later, yeah that's a good plan, right? This place always has some sort of snack at most times since there would be different meal times. She stays outside the doorway as Dorarose and the haremaid come back inside. She peeks around the corner as she is still curious.
'Rose shakes a finger under his nose. "Honour is no reason to make a beast cry! You're a.....um, Sergeant or something! You outrank her! You should be an example, not attacking her, even if she does deserve it!" "I DIDN'T DESERVE IT!" comes Lissie's tearful shout.
Feanor growls. "She asked for it, she implied I was without honor, she...RRRGGGH!" He stomps off furiously, unable to even speak from anger.
Zinnia gets out of the way of the grumpy hare as he leaves the room and walks over to Dorarose and Felicity..."Is...everything...ok?"
Felicity starts sobbing as DoraRose shrugs helplessly. "I have no idea!! Lissie here can only speak gibberish right now, and that other hare just got mad!! .....he looks familiar...." She hugs the haremaid close. "I've taken her under my wing, so to speak, because she needs someone to mentor her, but I'm at a loss here. I know nothing of this military! It's so confusing..."
Zinnia nods slowly "I...don't know either and..." She did sort of get a good look at the hare, well sort of "I think he was at the abbey, some seasons ago or something like that was mentioned at the feast. If remembering right. I got a little tried at the end."
Rose 'hmmms' and guides Lissie into a sitting position. Sitting beside her, she looks up at the badger. "I must not've been in on that conversation. He.....looks so familiar....." she rubs the faint scars on her temple. "Ungh, I can't remember for sure."
Zinnia shrugs, "Maybe Leon knows, you could ask him." She looks around the room, not too busy right now it seems.
Felicity just leans into the mouse and continues to cry. Dora nods and begins to stroke the haremaid's head. "I should do that..." a chubby hare cook helper person comes over and holds out a plate of steaming scones. "Would the Abbey Ambassadors like to try our cheese scones? Absoballylutely top-hole!"
Zinnia nods, she shakes her head at the offered scone and glances at Felicity, then back to Dorarose "I...hope she feels better soon. I...know how its hard to stop crying over things sometimes, whether it's something sad or just something upsetting..."
Felicity has already started to slow down in her crying spell. Rose just nods. "Aye, me, too. And maybe soon she'll tell me all that happened..." she takes 2 scones and the happy-looking cooking assistant wanders off.
Zinnia says, "Maybe...then it took me a while to...well, talk and I am sorry for that, I also told Leon sorry""
Dora reaches out to take her friend's paw. "It's okay, I understand. I went through a tough time like that after my sister died. All is forgiven, don't worry." Lissie sniffs and steals one of the mouse's scones and starts eating it before the Warrior can protest.
Zinnia nods "I...still find myself crying when think of Papa, but maybe that's normal...just..." She shrugs and sits down and frowns and folds her arms on the table and lays her head down, "I miss papa still......." Joy! Two crying beasts!
Oh, just......why? Dora sighs and goes to wrap her arm around the badger as Lissie finishes her scone and starts wailing again. This day had started out really well. What happened to it??
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