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| Plow The Fields; Easy Quest | |
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| Topic Started: Jun 29 2017, 10:01 PM (83 Views) | |
| Kaiya | Jun 29 2017, 10:01 PM Post #1 |
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Plow the fields Difficulty: Easy Description: A farmer in a small town has asked for your help, he alone provides food for his town and insects have destroyed his crops. He needs you to farm the fields for him. He promises he will give you the small money he has if you do it for him. Reward: +300 zeni, +2 DP, +20 all stats, +2 rp Credits Kaiya had been a long while off the road and was starting to regret a money short position in life. Every penny went to a motel. Not always the same one. Kaiya was restless right now. The city had been a great relief at first. The architecture wasn’t familiar, but the noise was. The buildings were brighter here, too. Still reaching into the sky, they glinted in polished steel or white cement. The sun had reflected off every surface. People were everywhere, but they were just as shiny as the buildings. Happy and maybe just a little wary of foreigners. Maybe just aliens. The girl had landed well outside the city. She hadn’t seen as many interstellar travelers as she would have liked. Kaiya contented herself with news reports. Plenty new and old spoke of destruction and good deeds alike. She’d needed a little of that herself and started looking. Transportation was easy, too! They had busses, taxis. Some were quite luxurious. Some smelled a little bit like what she had learned was road kill. The smell was an odd combination of rot and bloody meat. During the giant kaiju attack, before her first trip to Grace, she’d even found a booklet dedicated to the art of driving. All things considered, it would be simple. Kaiya was sure she could fake her age, wrangle herself a license but all that came with stability. Kaiya would need a job first. Or a few. Just a little at a time to save up. She’d fallen in love with some of the older trucks she saw around the city. The cute ones with the rounded hoods and the funny head lights. It helped that they were also the cheapest. Next to those little box shaped ones. Every time Kaiya looked at one puttering down the road, she imagined it on fire. It’d probably roll over at the first gust and roll right off a bridge. So, it all came down to money. Kaiya didn't want to spend another dollar than she needed, so she'd taken a cab out as far as she could before deciding to walk the rest of the way. After a moment of squinting, she thought she could see a farm in the distance. The long half unpaved road curved suddenly, a barn rising just above a cluster of trees. She could see, just barely, the outline of a mailbox and tried to remember the address she had taken down. The crumpled piece of paper in her pocket might as well be useless. There was no reading an address from this distance. Kaiya smiled a little at herself for being so thoughtless. It would be at least another ten-minute walk now. It was also the only farm she could see. The rest of the road trailed off into the horizon, leading into nothing but plains and trees. She'd already passed what was likely the only town for miles. Her taxi had initially dropped her there. He offered to take her a little further but she assured the driver she would like the walk. How could she have been so stupid? Her knees were screaming at her already. She finally stepped on to the open farmland, a welcome breeze kissing her cheeks and then rushing away to play in the leaves. The sun had already started its fall while she climbed the porch, scraping dirt from her shoes to the bottom as politely as she could. Before she could even be ready to knock, someone cleared his voice beside her. She gave only a small jump, stepping back from the door with her friendliest smile. The girl's introduction caught in her throat, momentarily. A boy had stepped forward from around the corner of the wrap around porch, his broad, welcoming smile matching his equally broad shoulders. The boy couldn't be much older than her, his cheeks still round and soft. Kaiya kept her eyes roving, starting with his tousled hair and down to his tanned chest. He wasn't wearing a shirt. No reason to be, just overalls that he'd tied around his waist. "You must be Kaiya." "..." "I'm Collin. Uh. Are you Kaiya?" He questioned at her silence. He stepped closer, and she finally remembered herself. "Farm! Here to help, yes! I'm Kaiya. S-sorry. It's been a long walk..." She explained feebly. It would be longer yet if she had to turn back so soon after arriving. Why did these country roads have to be so long? "Well, he should be back soon. Why don't you come inside for a minute? You look parched, and we haven't even started!" He nudged open the screen with his foot and held it open to let her pass first. She lingered in the doorway just to feel the contrast, heat at her back and cold air on her face. It was homey, surprisingly unassuming for a farm that supplied so much for an entire town. It was when she looked outside and saw the expanse at the farm that her jaw dropped. "Big, right? We always get that. Usually, the whole farm is bustling right now. We pick the yield all the way until sundown, but..." He trailed off with a sad shrug of his shoulders. Kaiya had heard the story over the phone after applying to help in the first place. Bugs. A plague of them was eating up the welfare of the town in one wild weekend. "Can you recover us in shape that quickly?" Collin had come up behind her with a glass of lemonade, and she downed it while nodding eager. Following a deep breath, she excitedly tried to formulate a plan. "I was hoping to be here earlier, but I think tomorrow I can get...Most of the work done. I know by the end of the week I can have this place replanted." She answered him confidently. "Well, that'll be great, young lady. I don't have much power to boast, but I've got farmhands to supply you." A deeper voice answered from the doorway. Collins father was broader than his son, a man that might be giant feet tall compared to Kaiya. He was drenched head to toe in sweat, his muscled arms covered in dust and mangled vegetable bits. They must have spent days clearing out the ruined yield. Still, he was hospitable. He had shaken her hand before she oven offered it, shaking so firmly that he nearly knocked her off her feet. Kaiya couldn't help but giggle a little, and quite happily. "I'm sorry. I'll have to leave soon. I didn't realize it was so far out and I have no cab back..." She started, cut off when the man's hand came up. "Think nothing of it. We have plenty of room. Have dinner with us; Collin will appreciate someone his age." "Dad!" Collin protested, loudly. She noticed his cheeks redden all the same. She felt like her own were red hot. A steady hand at her back guided her to a quaint kitchenette. Dinner was doubly satisfying. Kaiya plate heaped with spiced red potatoes, macaroni salad and a burger the size of her palm. She'd even helped herself to seconds, not immediately noticing Collin's focused stare and quiet laugh. It was painfully hard to keep her appetite down, and she hoped they had enough warning for the morning. The morning took forever. Kaiya had lain in a strange bed, the sounds outside alien. She thought it would be quiet. She was wrong. The night was full of music. Wind picking against the house, slamming shutters against the siding. Crickets who sang into the evening. The other occupants downstairs were by far the strangest. She could hear barefoot steps on wood, and life. It had been so long since life surrounded her. Finally, after an hour of deep thought, sleep claimed her. There were no curtains to close in the farmhouse, so morning announced itself at 6:00 AM. Remembering the night before only brought a mess of feelings. Ones she wanted to move away from quickly. Kaiya felt rested enough. Still, she kept her eyes shut from the sun for a few moments before sliding out of bed. There were no boots to speak of, only her sneakers. Nothing in the house would fit her, though Collin sheepishly offered through the door. "No thanks, I don't think I'll touch the ground too much!" She answered, taking just a little joy at his flummoxed stammering. Kaiya wasn't going to be the only one looking silly this week, that was for certain. Breakfast was already on the table. The child thought about her days when she was still training. Everything was early. Up by sunrise and down before sunset. Even her bones had been sore, and somehow she was looking forward to that again. She smiled. It took her no time to down her food, matching step with father and son as they went outside to survey. It would do her no good to be messy; she would have to formulate a plan for the first day. Collin was well ahead of her on that. From a barn on the far right of the farm came a tractor tugging a flatbed. Pounds of seed and fertilizer stacked in neat rows with utility knives ready to spill them open. The boy offered help with a tractor, but Kaiya shook her head. She had found the old fashioned ox plow, long enough to allow her some room off the ground. She grinned to herself excitedly and tried not to notice Collin's amusement as she began her first flight. The already laid lines in the dirt were split wider, the edges neatening themselves out as she would pass over acre upon acre of open land. Workers followed after her. The farm's staff was being paid overtime, but every hand was needed to make this work. Seeds hastily thrust into new homes, green remnants of the old piled on top for extra food. By noon worry had slid from the face of every hand in the field. By dusk, the job was more than halfway to being completed. Kaiya drifted close to the wrap around porch and let herself slump onto the wood. Her body was hot, her hair a mess and stuck by sweat to her forehead. It didn't stop the boy from sliding down to the wood step beside her with two cold lemonades. His smile was a little shy as he held it out. Both found themselves pressing the cold glass to their foreheads and giggling quietly at the way it stretched their faces out. "You know," Collin's father said from behind them, "Letting her stay a few days more wouldn't do any harm." WC: 1,823 |
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