Exercise: Stormy

428 words, 10 minutes. I have no clue what's going on! I imagine they're on something like an airship, what with the deck and balloon and stuff. "Weather taster" sounds funny. I spent way too long thinking of names.

Stormy

She looked up as her partner rushed into the room, slamming the door. "What's going on outside?"
"A wind blew up out of nowhere. It looks like there's going to be a storm. You'd better get everything secured before it's too late."
She nodded. "None of the weather tasters realized this was coming?"
"Nope. Rubin's completely baffled. Says he's never seen anything like it before." He started strapping down the various pieces of luggage and equipment.
She moved to help him. "Does he know how long it will last?"
He shook his head. "No clue." He stopped and smacked his forehead. "Damn, I forgot to alert Leria!"
"It's okay if you go."
"Yeah, and I'll probably need to help her out as well. She's never been through one of these before."
"Bye." And then he was gone.

She spent some time strapping and bolting everything down that could be fastened, then went up on deck to see what was going on. She found the Rubin and the Captain deep in conversation. They were consulting some charts. She walked up to them and cleared her throat.
The Captain looked up. "Yes, Amoran?"
"What's going on?"
"I don't know for sure. The winds have picked up and there are clouds on the horizon, speeding towards us. I hope the balloon is sturdy enough to withstand this one. It looks pretty bad."
"Bastin said that none of the tasters saw this coming."
Rubin spoke up. "We didn't, and I'm ashamed to admit it. Something this big we should have seen days ago."
"What if it's not natural?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well... Bastin and I had to deal with a weaver a while ago... He could do this kind of thing with the weather. Although never this bad. We put him away, but I guess there could be others with the same skills..."
The Captain cursed under his breath. "Witched weather? I want no part of it, but it seems I will have to deal with it anyway." He turned to his crew. "Ho, and bring out the Resonators! We might be dealing with a stray weaver!"
The crew scurried to comply. Rubin turned to the Captain. "Sir, may I leave? I'd like to consult with the rest of the weather tasters. We might still be able to do something about this."
The Captain nodded curtly and gestured him off. "Now, Amoran, what can you tell me about this weaver you encountered?"