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Yaya only smiled and followed along behind the witch as she collected their basin and pulled it over beside Chuppi and Jericho. "I don't mind in the least," she mentioned at last, wiggling dark fingers to the pair of them before getting down to work. She watched curiously as Bella removed her outer corset and sleeves, full lips pursing thoughtfully as she set to work with the basin, scrubbing furiously.

After a second or two of curious watching the ghoul lay her hand on Bella's shoulder and gave her a slight tug back away from the water, shaking her head. "I dare say that would be a better task for me, my friend." And to prove her point the djinn lifted a hand over the water, the tip of her index finger rotating gently. The water stilled from the violent thrashing the witch had given it, then began to churn within the basin of it's own accord.

"I'll handle the washing, and we can both pin things up to dry, alright?" With a grin she pulled the first sheet from the water, wrung it out, and offered a corner of it to Bella so she could help fold it over the line.

Nahm snorted. "I should take you up on that, just to see the look on Ahm's face later if he tries calling." He shoved a foot against the bucket to hold it still and steady it while the water settled.

"Don't know, but not complaining," he said cheerfully. Then he paused. "Well, the Headmistress isn't exactly my type, but the rest of the professors, yeah."

"I do favors!" Pepin squeaked without any remorse or regard for how her response could be interpreted. "I have not had the pleasure of actually seeing Miss Shox yet she sounds like a lovely lady~"

Except Pepin really wasn't being sarcastic.

"So have you had Miss Cricket before? Or is this your first time too?"

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Tahki let Fell take the lead. The gryphon never complained when some one wanted to do things usually. She quietly took the clothing that was washed and began hanging.

"To tell the truth..." She began, "I... Never really know what to do with cleaning cooking or laundry." The truth was Tahki had never had to worry about such things in her family. But the gryphon felt like she came off as a brat when she admited this to others. Some times she didn't have to admit anything. The gryphons hands were soft and anyone who knew hard work knew those that used their hands were tougher. Tahki took a close pin and accedently clipped her finger along with the cloth. She let out a bit of a curse under her breath but nothing more then that.

"S-SORRY. Uh.... Meis father? Friend of yours?" Tahki had never met Mei before nor had she heard the name. It was possible that the two had classes together but Tahki had never been one to pay attention to those around her unless she was in direct contact with them.

Fell: 1/2 Washing
Tahki: 1/2 Hanging

Tahki had finished hanging the first set and was already taking things from Fells second set. She worked with out a word as she listened. Though, one could question the quality of the way she hung things.

"I don't think I know her... I will keep an eye out though." Tahki covered her mouth remembering what Fell said about Meis eye. "O-oh. I m sorry. I will.. um ... be on the look out. Yeah... eheheh..." The gryphon was making this project all that more awkward for her self by the second. She didn't want to ask why Mei's father was an idiot so instead she decided to trust Fells expertise on the matter.

The two were doing the project best they could. So far Tahki was happy with the results.

"I honestly don't like cleaning stuff either. I don't mind learning but ummm.. usually we have servants for that work." She admitted it and winced a bit waiting for Fell to possibly call her a brat.

"S-siblings? Oh no. No," Tahki shook her head, "I have friends now.. kinda.. but no siblings. I would have liked to have some though~" Tahki was trying to be cheery about the matter but the truth was she had always secretly wanted a sibling. Growing up had been more then lonely.

Fell: 2/2 Washing
Tahki: 2/2 Hanging

Cricket went to her desk and sorted the various items she had set onto it into groups, one seemed to be mostly liquid in chalk marked jars (was this the same thing she'd put into the tubs?), the other seemed to mostly dry goods, yet there was another jar of the liquid on that side as well.

Out in front of both piles was a set of written directions, complete with..well.. measurements, as well as several smaller jars.

"Please take each of the jars and distribute the liquid into them. You'll need to mark the insides with.." she broke her piece of chalk in half and offered one to the plague doctor, "this before you pour anything. Mark where the liquid should end in the cup and it will always remain about that full. Getting rid of excess later will be a trouble in and of itself, but.. we'll need it to do this for us now until we've made some things. We also need to sort the dry ingredients so that the students won't need to measure."

Cricket gave Malodore a serious look. "Being exact is very important with these things. It is a step between healing your classmates and utterly poisoning them, which is why you need to mark first. Mark exactly on the lines and keep things organized together. Both dry and liquid ingredients will require it.

Do not think my water is special." Cricket held up the chalk and wiggled it in a tell-tale way. The strange effects were caused by it, not what was put into the containers.

In example, Cricket took up the first bottle - all of which were labeled, before she marked the inside with the chalk. She then took up the bottle with the matching label and poured a small amount of it into the new container. As with the wash tubs, it too multiplied upon itself to reach the chalk.

"It works as simple as that. Really all you need to watch are your measurements." She patted Malodore on the shoulder before she moved to start checking on the laundry, looking over the sheets carefully...