Chores Who: Jo and Tayne When: Anesus 5, just after sunrise Where: Outside!
Accustomed to waking with the sun (and still a little tired from her meeting with Paziter and all the excitement the following day), Jo was up and about her business before she even realized that the windows in her room had vanished. They'd never actually bothered her much, even with a boy as her neighbor. Harlan had even actually been quite nice throughout the whole ordeal.
With her mind still on windows, Jo glanced outside. The rainy weather had worsened overnight... and today was her shift in the garden. She paused only a moment before shrugging mentally. It wasn't as though she'd melt, and she'd probably been out in worse. Still, it'd be pretty cold, as well as damp, so another layer of clothing was called for.
Finally pulling on a thick fur overcoat and pair of gloves, Jo left her room, heading toward the stairwells. Hopefully there would actually be stairs there, this time, as she didn't particularly want to slide down those ropes again. Thankfully, the stairs had returned, and Jo met little resistance on her way outside. The few people either just waking up, or still awake at this hour shot curious glances in her direction, but Jo was good at disappearing from memory, so they paid her little mind. It was cold and blustery outside, but that had been expected, and Jo only hugged the coat more tightly around her as she made for the gardens. The poor things were all probably flooded or knocked over and uprooted by now.
Luckily, the garden she tended was inside the Compound's thick walls, which afforded some little protection. Also lucky because the gates to the outside were closed, and Jo wasn't about to try and get someone open them.
It didn't take long for Jo to be covered in mud from toe to knee, and fingers to elbows, as she tried to clear away irrigation ditches. The re-planting would have to come later, but at least she could make sure the poor things didn't drown before the storm had passed. It had never actually occurred to her that this chore might be optional today, because of the storm.
Tayne was not a happy camper. He'd already had to go out into that raging storm twice today-- once to herd the herders and their animals inside, and once again to let in the poor Lykos who had been locked out the night before due to the full moon-- and by the Winds, if he had to go out into it a third time, he was going to just break down. There was too much water. Too much Winds-cursed water.
So when he caught sight of the girl outside, through his second-story window, he just about tore out his own hair in frustration before slouching down the stairs at the fastest he could make his reluctant self slouch. He probably could have send someone else out to retrieve her, but the thought honestly never occured to him. It was his duty, and by the Center, fear and discomfort or no fear and discomfort, he was going to do it. That didn't mean, though, that it wasn't going to take him a long minute to work himself up to actually going outside, a hat and heavy cloak over his coat and thick trousers and boots. He was doing everything in his power to stay as dry as possible... and the minute he stepped out into the storm, it all felt as if it did nothing.
Shivering, as much from tension as cold, Tayne hurried out to the garden where the girl was working. He didn't even recognize her, through the Winds damned water and his throttled-down panic. "Hey!" he called as he approached, over the sound of the wind.