[The calming radiance emanating through the Manor is an obvious pulse, especially after some time away, especially after retuning to the sensation of accomplishment that resonated with their accomplishments. Or those of their allegiance, rather, the acts themselves still somewhat obscured.
She brings The Midnight's Longing with her, the volume folded cover-down under her arm. The book had brought its share of entertainment during the quieter, conflict-free moments on the Isle, but it didn't come without its curiosities, either. There are serious questions and cheekier curiosity alike to fulfill.
She isn't used to being the one who approaches needing something or craving more information. Her work, let alone her life, has always been dedicated to observation and waiting.
Upon arriving for her scheduled audience, she is polite, exchanging quick pleasantries intended to show she won't waste Yima's time. After those greetings, she adds,] I will not be long.
[ Come morning during early in the second half of Pelu, Caren will find a box has been delivered and waiting outside of her door. A fanciful card sits on top, and in elegant script reads:
Esteemed Bearer,
Please accept this token of our sincerest gratitude and proof of your efforts to combat the Blight's spread. Your assistance in procuring the flower specimens is greatly appreciated. The included mixture, when diluted in water, has been shown to slow the progression of the disease when ingested or spread directly over a degrading object. Though we still have much work to do, we will continue to experiment in hopes that this will lead us to a permanent cure.
Yours,
Tia Vo Greenwood Yards
Inside the box sits another decorative floral box - and inside that is a vial of a shimmering, blue-green mixture. True to word, if ingested by a person suffering from the Blight or spread over an object succumbing to its effects, it will considerably slow the progress of the affliction. There are enough for three dosages.
Next time Caren visits Greenwood Yards, she will also find she is greeted with great warmth - and offered a hearty helping of rare, precious and delectable vegetables that can be eaten raw. ]
[ Gray has never considered herself a participant of the political world. She didn't have a say in how things were run in her village, and in London she would have had to be eighteen years old before she could consider voting. So even though the hubbub surrounding the replacement of the Tribune should be her direct concern, she finds herself mentally dissociating as she quietly pets a cafe cat on the periphery of a fiery speech by one of the notable rabble-rousers of late.
Gray's gaze is absent as her mind wanders... but it snaps back into place as she recognizes a familiar face nearby. ]
Oh... Miss Caren!
[ She's hailing Caren before she can think of what consequences that may bring. ]
[ She had arranged the visit purely because Caren had stuck around long enough in Meridian, that Akua thought that reaching out to different new Meris would be appropriate, particularly when forging bonds, and making...friends. It was the sort of thing that she knew, logically, was important. Vital, if they were going to continue to seek victory later. Vital, if they were going to be victorious in general.
Yes, Akua Sahelian, blood of the first betrayal and the Doom of Liesse learned something very important when she had been a shade. The power of Friendship. And she knew it was vital for victory, to trust, and... Care for the people around her. Something she had for so long denied, and yet.
And yet.
Caren would be met with a small note requesting her presence for high tea. Delivered by a small bird, that waited patiently for her to take the invitation, before flitting off. It did not wait for a reply. And when Caren found her way to Akua's home, something she and Set had taken to calling the Pavilion, it was on a quiet street, with fine homes, but hers stood out, plantlife of all types growing in the yard, near to overgrowth, with a fountain that seemed to draw water from nowhere, yet still flowed freely. It's... inviting. ]
communion
Is this Caren?
[ countdown to mordred blasting her feelings in 3...2...1..... ]
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incredible
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mom visit
She brings The Midnight's Longing with her, the volume folded cover-down under her arm. The book had brought its share of entertainment during the quieter, conflict-free moments on the Isle, but it didn't come without its curiosities, either. There are serious questions and cheekier curiosity alike to fulfill.
She isn't used to being the one who approaches needing something or craving more information. Her work, let alone her life, has always been dedicated to observation and waiting.
Upon arriving for her scheduled audience, she is polite, exchanging quick pleasantries intended to show she won't waste Yima's time. After those greetings, she adds,] I will not be long.
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sorry for just word vomit please don't evict me from the game
i begin removing you from the comms immediately (no)(puts these juicy words in my mouth)
NOOOOO my comm memberships..........
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Esteemed Bearer,
Please accept this token of our sincerest gratitude and proof of your efforts to combat the Blight's spread. Your assistance in procuring the flower specimens is greatly appreciated. The included mixture, when diluted in water, has been shown to slow the progression of the disease when ingested or spread directly over a degrading object. Though we still have much work to do, we will continue to experiment in hopes that this will lead us to a permanent cure.
Yours,
Tia Vo
Greenwood Yards
Inside the box sits another decorative floral box - and inside that is a vial of a shimmering, blue-green mixture. True to word, if ingested by a person suffering from the Blight or spread over an object succumbing to its effects, it will considerably slow the progress of the affliction. There are enough for three dosages.
Next time Caren visits Greenwood Yards, she will also find she is greeted with great warmth - and offered a hearty helping of rare, precious and delectable vegetables that can be eaten raw. ]
mid-to-late June...
Gray's gaze is absent as her mind wanders... but it snaps back into place as she recognizes a familiar face nearby. ]
Oh... Miss Caren!
[ She's hailing Caren before she can think of what consequences that may bring. ]
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YOU SHOULD BE RESTING
shh i'm resting at my computer
hmmmMMmMmMmMmmMmmMMmm idk if it works like that
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action; time for a fancy tea time!!
Yes, Akua Sahelian, blood of the first betrayal and the Doom of Liesse learned something very important when she had been a shade. The power of Friendship. And she knew it was vital for victory, to trust, and... Care for the people around her. Something she had for so long denied, and yet.
And yet.
Caren would be met with a small note requesting her presence for high tea. Delivered by a small bird, that waited patiently for her to take the invitation, before flitting off. It did not wait for a reply. And when Caren found her way to Akua's home, something she and Set had taken to calling the Pavilion, it was on a quiet street, with fine homes, but hers stood out, plantlife of all types growing in the yard, near to overgrowth, with a fountain that seemed to draw water from nowhere, yet still flowed freely. It's... inviting. ]
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