Holding of the Black, main house, 6:51 a.m.
Nys dragged a brush through her hair, yawning, and had actually slept in this morning. Setting the brush aside, she tugged the hem of her shirt down absently before heading down the stairs, to the kitchen, where she was met by her cousin and mum. A smile broke out on her features as she walked over to mum first and gave her a hug from behind, “Morning.” She murmered.
Anaya smiled as she stirred what was in the bowl, her unseeing white eyes staring straight ahead, “Good morning, Dear. Did you sleep well?” Nys’ fingers came to her neck, lightly scratching as she craned it and shifted her gaze toward So, “Aye, very.”
Solaise caught her looking at her and shot her tongue out playfully before she grinned, “Morning, Nys. Glad ta have ya back.” Nys met her playful gesture with one of her own, laughing a bit before breaking into another yawn, “Much been going on ‘round here?”
From there, the three of them chattered non-stop, bringing each other up on what’s been happening in Nys’ absence. When the food was set down, fingers curled around the eating utensils and all three of them lapsed into silence as they broke their morning fast.
After they each started to have their fill, Mum asked, “What will you do today, dear?” Nys started to speak, then stopped, considering briefly before replying, “I think I’ll send a message down ta the docks and tell everyone they can have a day’s leave. For m’self, I have a strong desire ta paint again.” A smile curved into her features as she picked up her cup and sipped from the cooling liquid.
“Want me ta run the message down ta the docks for ya, Nys?” Her cousin asked. “Aye, that would be helpful, So. I’ll get that sorted now."
Nys stood, stretched, then took her dishes to the sink. Moving to a small table at the far end of the kitchen, fingers picked up a charcoal and began to scribble out a message. Even with her scribbling, her script was still flowing and artistic. Folding it, she walked over to So and handed it to her, “As for Connor and give this ta him. He’s m’first mate.” A lop-sided smile formed on her features. “And thank ya,” she added.
So smiled widely, tucking the message into a pocket, then began to help clean up the breakfast dishes. She left one spot uncleared, which Nys noticed, “Jainus still sleeping?” Mum replied, “No, dear. He said he had to head out for an errand this morning, but planned to be back soon.” Nys nodded, flashing an easy smile for a change, “A’right. I’ll be up on the balcony painting if anyone needs anything.” Refilling her mug with Black Dog Tea, she headed back up the stairs with a final farewell.