Living With A Tailor Is Hazardous…

August 18th

Dear Journal,

It has been a while since I’ve last written, however, I have been busy trying to make a living and keep my sister in the style in that she has grown accustomed. Don’t get me wrong, I dearly love my sister and would do anything for her, however, her tailoring is really making my life a bit difficult at the moment and I have let her know that there are going to be some changes in how she takes care of her things or we might have to make other arrangements.

I understand that there is a creative bent to her nature and I am willing to go along with that.  I know that when we were alive and living on the farm, she was always better at her stitchery than I was and always better at doing a few other things that required a bit of finesse.  I know that it was really difficult for me to sit down and try to do any kind of stitchery because I always wanted to be outside doing things that were more physical, if you know what I mean.   Mother was always praising Brianca for her embroidery and was always literally taking the thread out of mine and making me redo large portions of it.  I was just never good at plying the needle and I don’t think that I have improved with age either.   That was before all things changed and our life circumstances were altered drastically…and oh yeah, we stopped living and became Forsaken.

Oh, we’ve adjusted to things rather nicely and I think that we are making a good living with what we both do combined.  She has her tailoring and enchanting that she does so well and I have my hunting skills to keep meat on the table as well as working my fingers to the bone doing my leatherworking.  It all works out in the end and I think that we are satisfied with what our money has been able to buy for us both.

Yes, we’re living in Pandaria for the time being and we have our little farm that seems to be flourishing and bringing in the profits that we wanted to help us make a living.  We still have the little house in Orgrimmar that I truly wish the landlord would sell to us outright so that we don’t have to keep paying him rent for it to sit empty most of the time.  Oh, we still go back there to visit with some of our friends and sometimes Bri goes back there to make her clients happy and they can get their fittings down for whatever it is that she is making for them.   We still go back to Undercity too because there are just things that we can get there that we can’t get anywhere else, only place that we can spare parts for damaged ones without the authorities all getting up in arms.

What I was so upset with Bri about was the fact that her stuff is all over the house, not confined to one area that we had agreed upon when she moved in.  Okay, the real crux of the matter is that is kind of embarrassing when you keep feeling uncomfortable in your armor and you take it off to find out what it is that is stabbing you repeatedly in the backside and discover that your butt has been turned into a pincushion.  Not fun at all!   I must have been sitting on the couch and doing something and got these pins stuck in my bum and I didn’t notice it until I put my armor back on and it, pardon the pun, pushed it home.  When you’re Forsaken, you really don’t have a lot of meat on your bones to start with, I was never blessed with a large posterior to begin with and what is left is comfortable for me even if it isn’t something that people want to stare at anyway.

The next thing that really sent me over the edge was the fact that I came in from hard day of work out in the fields, Bri was inside sewing, and I thought that I would grab a bite to eat.  Well, I thought that it was a thing that I needed to do in order to feel more normal.  I saw that Bri had a large pot of soup on the stove and I helped myself.   Well, it was the nastiest soup I have ever eaten and if those were noodles and bits of meat in there, they were equally over-cooked or something.  Really stringy stuff and the texture was borderline revolting and I’m not that picky.

So, I thought that I would let Bri know that there was something amiss with her soup.  Well, that’s when I found out that it was dye for her material and the stuff that I thought was noodles was netting of some kind and I didn’t want to know what it was that I thought it was meat.  Nope, didn’t press the issue with her at all other than to race out to the outhouse and hurl what was left in my stomach out.    Let’s just say that I was the one that was upset by it all.  It’s bad enough that our teeth aren’t real white like the Sindorei or even the Tauren, ours are off-color and sometimes they aren’t as plentiful as they could have been – they just kind of drop out sometimes.  Anyway, I told her she can’t leave her dye stuff in the kitchen anymore.

I guess I just need to make some more adjustments to my way of life and learn to ask her what is in the kitchen before I help myself to more of that stuff.

Hazey Smythe

4 thoughts on “Living With A Tailor Is Hazardous…

  1. Hehe, I can totally sympathasize with Hazy .. find pins and needles the hard way is never fun. I don’t know how many times I got a pin or needle stuck in my foot, or hand after sewing. Thankfully my kids haven’t had that happen. Great read.. these girls are fun to read about!

    • LOL, well, I don’t sew that often, however, when I do there is always a pin or two that has taken on a life of it’s own and gone adventuring only to be found by a hand or foot. Yep, I can really sympathize with Hazey. Bri and Hazey have always been the two that have fun, they fight like crazy with one another, however, they are family and they will stick together either way. 😀

  2. I’ve never read such a sweet, homey story about Forsaken before. I really enjoyed it! And I see you play on Wyrmrest Accord too — are your characters names here the same as they are in game? If so, I’m sure I’ll see you around and give you a /salute.

    • All of the characters that I write about live on Wrymrest for the most part, only have two strays that wandered off, however, they come back to visit now and again. Thank you so much, I am very happy that you enjoyed the story about Hazey and Brianca because they are two of my favorites. Took a long time to get them levled, however, it’s been fun letting them develop over the years. Thanks for commenting. 😀

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