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Post by brissflight on Jan 16, 2018 3:03:30 GMT -5
"Well I mean technically, all the food is to stock a kitchen, the castle's kitchen, specifically, and it would be helpful, thank you. I've done so many trips to stock the kitchen, and still can't get used to the weight of all it." She smiled gently, handing him one of the lighter bags, not wanting to overstep on the stranger's kindness. "So what's your name? I'm Annaliese."
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Post by mourningdove on Jan 16, 2018 3:04:07 GMT -5
(I'm so mad I went to bed at 10 like a good kid who has class at 9 and I woke up probably bc I Knew y'all pulling some crazy stunts on here)
Efos felt like throwing up. She's pretty sure she did at one point. Had this all escalated so badly because of her? It was narcissistic to think so, but she really saw no other reason as to how everything could have snowballed so badly. She hasn't been able to keep up with them, but Efos knew she needed to he in the medic room, helping somehow, even if Tristan said all those horrible things. It took her a while, but she managed to make it, leaning heavily against the door frame. Looking at Tristan, she had to turn away immediately, unable to see him in such a state. Instead, she rushed to Hava, placing a concerned hand on her arm as though to offer her strength to her friend.
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Post by mourningdove on Jan 16, 2018 3:04:29 GMT -5
(Yeah man I read it all)
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Post by ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ on Jan 16, 2018 3:08:50 GMT -5
(hahahaha sorryyyyyy)
Hava opened her eyes when she felt a hand on her arm. "Efos!" She said, suprrised to see her. Somehow she had lost the girl at the feast during all this commotion. It was just occurring to her that she hadn't seen her since they had gotten up from dinner. "Where have you been?" She asked quietly.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 3:12:37 GMT -5
"Must be a big kitchen to stock. It's not a problem." Frey said, taking the bags. "Annaliese, that's a nice name. I'm Freymundur, or just Frey if that makes things easier." He glanced towards the castle and waited for her to lead the way. He had nothing else to do and no where specifically to go.
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Post by mourningdove on Jan 16, 2018 3:13:29 GMT -5
(You're good my dude. Also, I can get down with a Viking rp)
Efos looked embarrassed. Was Hava mad that she hasn't been here earlier? Did she know this was her fault? "Its a very long story." Gathering all the courage she could, she left her friend and walked over to Tristan, once more feeling the urge to he sick. She had never seen him so beat up, or so enraged. Knowing nothing of medicine, Efos knew she couldn't help, so she simply grabbed Tristan's hand, holding it gently as though she was afraid of breaking it.
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Post by bog lord on Jan 16, 2018 3:14:36 GMT -5
"Shoulder's looking good. I can take it from here. You've done more than enough." Vetiver responded. Hava had taken care of the worst of his wounds. Now that the shoulder was taken care of as well, Vetiver just had to tend to any minor cuts and bruises. He applied a salve that would help with swelling and pain to his hands, and noted with disbelief at how much better they looked after Hava's healing. He was so focused that he barely noticed as Efos entered the room.
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Post by brissflight on Jan 16, 2018 3:16:12 GMT -5
"Thank you," she smiled softly as he complimented her name. She started to walk, shoving the book she was reading into one of the bags. "I like Freymundur, I've never heard it before. It's different, you know?" She grinned, taking into account the last part of his sentence. She continued to walk towards the castle, taking a shorter path. "So, Frey, what do you do for a living?" She questioned.
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Post by ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ on Jan 16, 2018 3:20:18 GMT -5
(in the process of making it rn! I'll post the link here when I'm done)
Hava frowned as her friend left without explaining. She wanted to make sure she was alright. Clearly she was upset, but she couldn't tell if it was because of Tristan's wounds or something more. She stood slowly and made her way back to where he lay, putting her hand on Efos's shoulder. "He will be okay." She whispered, trying to comfort her friend. Tristan's breathing had finally settled, although he still seemed to be unconscious.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 3:20:52 GMT -5
"It's a Northern name... I think. I do what I can for a living." Frey said bluntly, trying to avoid the question. Frey watched her for a moment, noticing her different coloured eyes. No surprise she works in the castle then... he thought, also relieved she didn't seem freaked out by his own missing eye, he considered covering it with a patch but he was worried a patch would be too recognizable if he was running away from the guards. He walked alongside her and took a cautious glance around every once in a while as they gradually got closer to the castle and the inner city.
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Post by mourningdove on Jan 16, 2018 3:28:27 GMT -5
Efos nodded in agreement. Of course he would be fine; dying wasn't an option here. Looking at Hava, her gaze was full of sympathy and thanks. "Please rest. You look exhausted." She was beyond grateful her friend had helped Tristan as much as she did, but she knew just how much it took out of her. Efos looked to Vetiver for backup, nodding to Hava ever so slightly in hopes he would say the same thing.
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Post by brissflight on Jan 16, 2018 3:34:31 GMT -5
Annaliese stopped in her tracks, spinning to face Freymundur with a smirk. ""I do what I can for a living"? I can almost see it in my head, with the description." She laughed smoothly, before shaking her head. "Sorry, sorry, that sounded rude of me. I just mean't it in a playful way." She shrugged, before continuing on towards the castle. "I work in the castle as a cook, obviously, so you already know my occupation." She wasn't one to talk, but did have occasional days where cooking, reading, and sleeping just didn't satisfy her all the way.
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Post by bog lord on Jan 16, 2018 3:34:53 GMT -5
Vetiver finished patching Tristan up, but the man continued to lay unconscious. That worried him. The last thing he needed was for this man to go into a coma. It was unlikely but Vetiver didn't like to think of the possibility. Still, there was not much he could do except wait. His response to Efos was somewhat delayed as he finally looked up from his patient, but he nodded in agreement. "Hava, that healing's taken a lot out of you."
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Post by ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ on Jan 16, 2018 3:45:27 GMT -5
okay here's the link! what do yall think? wcrpforums.com/post/1837912/thread)Hava looked sadly at Tristan, wishing she could do more for him. But there didn't seem like much else could be done. At her friends' urging, she sat down on her bed and leaned against the wall, staring blankly as she sent up prayer after prayer that Tristan would wake up. ( rat do we still want kenna and jackson to meet up or nah?) |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 3:46:52 GMT -5
โWell you wouldnโt like the real answer and neither do I.โ Frey said, stopping when she stopped. โIs this to feed everyone in the castle or just the royalty.โ He gestured to the bags of food. โIt must be a lot of cooking for a whole castleโs worth of people you probably have your job cut out for you.โ
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Post by ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ on Jan 16, 2018 3:48:23 GMT -5
(haha okay)
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Post by mourningdove on Jan 16, 2018 3:52:39 GMT -5
Figuring Hava wouldn't mind, Efos dragged a chair over next to Tristan's bed, sitting down. He had done this for her, and she was going to return the favor, even if she couldn't get those awful words out of her head. Holding his hand, tracing little circles with her thumb, the guard couldn't help but wish that he didn't mean it, and that she was wrong about everything, and that he would wake up right now and everything would be okay. Feeling exhausted herself, she crossed her arms on the edge of the bed, resting her head in them as she almost immediately went to sleep, a still in her formal clothes.
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Post by bog lord on Jan 16, 2018 3:57:08 GMT -5
Vetiver was about to sternly tell Efos that she needed to rest as well, but he paused as she walked to Tristan's bed and sat. Vetiver couldn't possibly ask her to leave his side, and it wasn't like she was physically exerting herself, so he let her be. Instead, he draped a blanket over her shoulders and went to sit beside Hava. "I know you're worried, but you should get some sleep." He said softly.
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Post by bog lord on Jan 16, 2018 3:57:36 GMT -5
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Post by mourningdove on Jan 16, 2018 4:00:09 GMT -5
(Real tears are leaving my eyes vetiver is so Pure and Good)
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Post by ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ on Jan 16, 2018 4:01:02 GMT -5
(thanks! feel free to join it if you want! it should be fun!)
When Vetiver sat down, Hava rested her head on his shoulders, comforted by the scent of herbs that always seemed to linger on him. She closed her eyes, ready to fall asleep at any moment. "Sleep...sleep is good." She mumbled softly, as weariness took over her body.
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Post by bog lord on Jan 16, 2018 4:11:35 GMT -5
(( Herb Dadโข just wants everyone to rest ))
Vetiver moved an arm around her, so she wouldn't fall as she seemed to sway from tiredness. "Mhm, very good," He agreed gently. "I think it might be even better if you're laying down." With that, he gently lowered her from her slumped sitting position against his shoulder into a laying position, tucking her in with the blanket. "Better, right? Is there anything else you need?"
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Post by ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ on Jan 16, 2018 4:19:09 GMT -5
(XD okay wait legit question but I've always wondered this bc of your siggy--are you actually a dad?)
(also, probably gonna do a time skip so everyone can sleep then wake up in the morning)
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Post by mourningdove on Jan 16, 2018 4:21:12 GMT -5
(Time skip is lit. Does that mean we should also go to bed or nah)
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Post by ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ on Jan 16, 2018 4:22:18 GMT -5
(hahaha idk. I should but idk if i want to. what do yall wanna do?)
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Post by bog lord on Jan 16, 2018 4:29:49 GMT -5
(( I like to call myself a dad but I'm actually just a dad to my pet snakes and fish. No human children. XD
And yeah, a time skip sounds good! I definitely should sleep soon though, as much as I don't want to ))
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Post by ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐ on Jan 16, 2018 4:32:01 GMT -5
(ahhhh okay XD glad I got that sorted out haha. so you are our resident dad friend?
and okey dokey let's pick up in the morning then)
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Post by bog lord on Jan 16, 2018 4:40:15 GMT -5
(( I will gladly be the resident dad friend. And g'night yall! ))
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