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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 1:50:27 GMT
Otsoa is pretty much minding his business in the corner of Aria’s house, making lunar paste as requested. Sitting on the floor, his tail is wrapped around him. Making potions, doing something with his hands calmed his anxious mind somewhat. It gave him something to direct his mental energy to, so he didn’t have to worry about Aria or what Aria’s friends were planning.
The mental message from Aria has him stiffen though. Get all the potions, and lunar flowers, and healing supplies you can carry, and get Lilith and Tres. Bring food for them, they’re going to need to pace themselves when they get here. He thought everything was going to be ok. Aria said everything was going to be alright yesterday. Now wasn’t the time to panic. He needed to move now. He drops everything he was doing and stands up.
“Lilith! Tres!” he shouts, looking for the elf and the angel around the small cabin. “We need to get healing supplies and food together. I’m going to go look for lunar flowers and whatever else I can find around here.” Anxiety is still clear in his voice, but he was holding it together for the time being.
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 2:04:44 GMT
As soon as Sima told her what was going on, she was furious. Not at the group planning to save an innocent- that she understood. What she didn't understand was why Sima seemed to have a death wish. For no reason, he involved himself, putting himself at risk, and no doubt harming himself, all the while needing to keep the secret of himself being Fated. He was being a fool, and she planned on letting him know as much when he returned. She would not allow herself to think the "What If's" of if he didn't return, she couldn't handle that. Instead, she said goodbye to him wished him godlike and made her way to the cabin- She had no knowledge of if she would be needed, but wanted to be there incase. Regardless of if they wanted her there, she knew she could be of some help eventually.
She spent the night hiking, stopping once to sleep, but was unable, as she was to worried, and too angry- Odd, as Lilith is not an angry person. By the time she arrived it was early afternoon. She reached her hand out to use the doorknob, but stopped when she heard a yell from inside. It seemed Aria had needed her, and told Otsoa so. Convenient timing, though the man thought Lilith was already inside. She hesitated for a moment, remembering Aria's warning about doorknobs, and pushed on the wooden part of the door, stumbling through it, as her hand never really touched it. Rivers must have set up a tunnel there. Wonderful.
Hello again. Lilith smiled softly as she came face to face with the man, looking tired as she did. She knew she would need to regain her energy soon if she was to be any help. I came as soon as I heard what was happening- it took me a decent amount of time, but it seems I made it right when I needed to. What do you need me to do?
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Post by Trésor de Lys on May 2, 2015 3:35:39 GMT
Tres was hidden behinf the vine wall that gave her a space of her own in the small cabin. She was minding her own business, washing some clothing she had purchased with Rivers in the city. When she heard Otsoa's cry from inside the cabin, she dropped her clothes into the bucket of water she had hauled from the springs and poked her head from around the corner. She heard and sensed how anxious Otsoa was, and then when Lilith had quite literally fell into the cabin, she knew that nothing good was happening. Tres quickly went back to her clothes, rung them out, then hung them from a branch that protruded from the vine wall.
Tres walked slowly and cautiously around the wall. Tres made her way over to Lilith to help her up to her feet, then whispered to her "You made sure not to touch the door handles, correct?" If Lilith would nod or acknowledge that she did not, then Tres would go on to speak firmly to Otsoa. "What is going on here? Why the sudden need for food, healing supplies, and lunar flowers if anything?" she turned back to Lilith, gently saying "You said you heard of what is happening, please... Can someone inform me of recent and/or current events? I feel almost out of the loop. But that's believable being so far away from everything in this cabin." Tres was standing tall and strong. She knew what information she wanted, and she intended to get it. "If the situation is as dire as you make it seem, what can I do to help?"
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 16:24:41 GMT
Otsoa rubs his arm and looks at Lilith and Tres, trying to figure out what to say. He didn’t want to worry them without knowing the full story, but it didn’t sound good. “I’m kind of out of the loop too. Aria and I can speak telepathically. She didn’t say why or what was happening, but she said to get ready by getting all the potions, lunar flowers, and healing supplies that we can carry. She did say that you both would want to pace yourself when they arrived though. That’s what the food was for.” He shakes his head, “She didn’t say anyone had been gravely injured, but we should prepare for any situation, I think.”
His black ears are flat against his head, and he folds his arms. “In the meantime, if either of you know how to identify healing plants, I could probably use the help foraging. Getting everything myself would take more time, and I don’t know long it’s going to be before they get back.” He frowns, “I wish there was a way for me to see what was going on there…” At this moment, he felt kind powerless and confused. All he could do was wait though.
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 17:30:34 GMT
’Otty dunno how long it will before someone takes me out, but ya’ll will need to get to the city…the people coming back can make do on their own. You’re all needed more here; Rivers ‘plan’ has injured a good deal of people and killed many others…there were children….I’ll be going back with the guards. Prepare for the worse…its bad. If I can I will answer just call if you need assistance’
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 18:10:01 GMT
Lilith shook her head as Trésor. No. I may have been out of it last time I was here, but I remembered not to do that. She stood and dusted herself off. I may be able to shed some light. From what Sima told me, there was supposed to be an execution today, for an innocent girl, being made out to be far worse than she is- in fact, it is believed that she is only being executed, because she is Fated. Because of that, many Fated are in a panic. Rivers contacted Sima, and asked for assistance rescuing the girl- he has a whole group there with him now- and as for the rest... For all I know Sima could be severely injured... I need to learn those telepathy links- it seems as though they would come in handy. Lilith made her way to the kitchen table, and sat on a chair, her worry hitting her full force again. With a deep breath, she looked back up to the two healers in front of her.
I can help with the herbs, I know a few of them. But from the look on your face, Otsoa, she doesn't want us to wait here... does she? Lilith felt something grim creep over her. She'd wanted to stay out of this mess- wanted Sima too as well. However, she would never turn her back on people who needed healing. She had been working with Roland, learning little things on how to use her magic better. With that in mind, she should be able to heal bit by bit without suffering as she did when she healed Trésor.
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Post by Trésor de Lys on May 2, 2015 21:54:21 GMT
Looking at Lilith, Tres nodded "Well, I am happy to see you right on your feet." Tres moved over to the table, leaning on the back of a chair. She now understood that the situation was grave. Perhaps there were graves already being made. She began shaking her head. Turning to Lilith, she asked "Do we even know who this girl is? Who's in the rescue party? What was their plan?" Tres was now frantically pacing back an forth, her wings dropping low to the ground and her back tense. Tres ran her fingers through her hair, pulling from root to tip. This nervous tick left a trail of hair. "This seems to be happening quick. Otsoa, you're in contact with Aria right now? Ask what is currently happening and what is required of us. If she needs us at a moment's notice, we should think about who would go and who would stay." Tres was taking charge out of nervousness, she despised being uninformed.
While thinking of supplies, Tres remembered that there was a hive close by that Aria mentioned when she first arrived at the house. "I could look for honey. I know that is has healing properties when un-tampered. It's not too far from here. I could look it when you come back from foraging, or maybe you could keep an eye out for it?" Tres was trying to think of where in the house Aria kept the medicinal ingredients.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 0:46:56 GMT
Otsoa shakes his head at Lilith’s explanation of the situation. “I remember it being a more complicated situation in the city than that. Human politics and stuff like that. Anyways, the telepathic link is between gorge hounds and gorge hound anthros. It isn’t something you really learn.”
As Tres asks more questions as to what was happening, Otsoa shrugs. “I don’t know most of the people who are staying here. And I don’t really have a good idea of what their plan was.” A bunch of strange faces who all seemed to have some kind of history together. He wondered how exactly those people were connected to Aria, seeing as the woman lived in the middle of the woods.
He blinks as Aria sends him more instructions. His tail tucks between his legs. He didn’t want to return to the city at this time, but it sounded like people needed his help. He looks down at the ground as he relays the information. “Uh, yeah. You’re right, Lilith. The people who were staying here can manage themselves, she says. But in the crowd, a lot of bystanders got hurt and killed. Aria’s going with the guards. She says we should find a way into the city and help the people there. Evidently, it’s really bad. I can ask her questions if you like.”
He starts walking to the door, “But we should walk and talk. I can probably work with honey. We’ll see what we can find on our way to the city.”
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 2:44:03 GMT
Lilith didn't want to leave the cabin. She didn't want to go to the city. She wanted to help those who needed her, but her mind was primarily on Sima. If she was in the city, he would be stuck, waiting at the cabin for her to heal him. Lilith let out a frustrated sigh- she hated this whole situation. She nodded at the honey idea, and knew that they would find herbs on the way, but she could already tell they wouldn't be able to save everyone- she knew how rare healers were.
We'll need food, as Aria suggested. But you're right, we do need to go. I just wish we knew more. You'd think that if Rivers was creating such a large plan, he would of thought to inform the healers he knows ahead of time. Lilith was simply frustrated and needed a source to vent about. She stood and looked around the kitchen. Trés, you live here... what should we take? Lilith's irritation may make her more forthcoming with her words, but when it came to doing things, she was still nervous- she didn't know what she could and couldn't touch. It was Arias home after all.
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Post by Trésor de Lys on May 17, 2015 1:45:15 GMT
"Check the cabinets in the kitchen for herbs. There should be some preserves as well. Aria has supplies hidden everywhere- So... that's where I'd check. Everywhere." Tres ran over to the kitchen, looking for an empty jar within the cupboards. "I know there's a beehive somewhere near the cabin. I'll go out to look for it to bring back some honey. It could help us with some burns, cuts and scrapes." Tres headed for the back door, pulling a chair from the table as she did so to leave the door open a crack, so she wouldn't poison herself coming back in.
Looking back at the other two healers, Tres advised "If one of you searched for more lunar flowers, it would do us plenty of good-I don't know how many we have in the cabin. But one of us should stay here just in case people start arriving. We don't want to leave them alone." Tres, propping the door open with the corner of the chair slid out of the room and into the woods to retrieve honey.
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