OOC: And Slaveless? Whatever for?
IC:
Kole had flipped the last batch of his Spooce bread, and found that each one was burnt well on each side. It was time to turn off the stove, and start perparing for other cooking related stuff. He turned off the stove and used a spatula to take every bread piece and put it back on the serving plate. They were all in a huge stack, making quite an attention magnet. However, this was nothing compared to what Kole did in SoulStorm Brew for five years, so he moved swiftily to Cora and did the work for her. He placed the bread onto the remaining plates and left without a word.
Kole decided the next step was to offer up beverages. Kole resisted the thought of introducing SoulStorm Brew to the crowd of people. Luckily, it wasn't the first thing he saw. After a short distance from the main commotion, he found a barrel labeled 'Espresso' beside one of the fridges. He knew that it was a sport drink that could encourage military acts on a a military related camp. Maybe that would be good for the camp.
Of course, he had to move it himself. There was a portable device that made of a pure metal that went up four feet and went back down curving. The curve part made a suitable place that could hold a heavy object using the wheels on the bottom. There was handles on the top to push it. Kole had second thoughts about using it. He remembered of all of those hours he spent lifting SoulStorm barrels from one place to another. He could do that still. It wouldn't be a problem for him. So instead of taking the easy way out, he lifted the barrel easily with his bare hands, ajusting to the new weight.
Kole with the barrel lifted it onto the counter, showing a dispenser of liquid on the side it faced the Gloktigi. At least that job was done. He left the Espresso, shaking off the familiar plan in his hands. He faced the other Sligs with the eggs and said to them, "What's going on over there?"
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