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[Inside one of the sitting rooms, Freya is sitting cross-legged on a couch. She has a few books surrounding her, some open and some closed, but she’s leafing through one of them in particular. Without looking up to see who she was talking to, she points to a book that’s on the floor; a bit away from her.] Will you hand me that?
Certainly, it is always nice to see someone else enjoying the pursuit of knowledge. [Aura hands the book to her.] So what topics are you reading.?
[Ariadne’s hair is slightly damp. She’s in a pair of shorts and a loose t-shirt] Is it just me or is there no hot water left?
Oops, that may be my fault, this little one [She holds up one sad looking dog.] got into the garden and I had to give her a bath.
[With music blaring into her ears, Mack wandered around the Coven without much to do. She was missing—her pack was missing—something was missing. She wasn’t sure what or who it was, but something wasn’t there. Stopping in the foyer of the hallway, she paused to stare at the door. It creaked open, cringing at the hinges, as a small smirk danced on her plump lips, one eyebrow raising in the air.] And another life form appears. Exciting.
Well life does involve many exciting things Miss Mack.
[Addison didn’t have to lower her eyes to know that her friend, Aura, was once again glamoured into her cat form. Her lips twitched up into a smile, but rolled her eyes playfully at the orange-haired cat.] You really shouldn’t waste your powers on such meaningless glamouring, Aura. And yes, I think I do, if you don’t mind.
It is not meaningless if it got you to smile. [Aura returned to human form when Addison said she did in fact need help.] What kind of help do you need?
Yeah, I don’t really do the whole “stop and learn” thing. This is a first, really.
Well patience is a different commodity for everyone, it is something garnered with age and temperance.
What? No, that’s far from the point. Try to be adventurous and do different things, Aura! I though you liked that kind of thing.
I do, but new and different is one thing, and life threatening adventures are quite another.
I guess it is, huh?
The world can truly amaze you if you stop and watch and learn.
[She chuckled] Well, you can help me with that second one, but I still think you should try whatever we find with me because it could be fun!
Alright, but I reserve the right to say no if you drag me into something crazy.
Wow, your list is definitely better than mine. I think it would be awesome to go to some of those places. But hey, this thing moves around, right? Maybe we’ll end up in one of those cities someday.
Well anything is possible in a world this full of magic Sage.
I know the feeling all too well, sadly. Hopefully one day I will be able to master it.
I certain you could find some sort of cooking guide book in the recreational part of the library. I'd help but all I can cook is pancakes and crepes, and split pea soup.
[She chuckled] No, I meant you’re going to have to do whatever random item I pick off of the list. Be it sky diving or reading an entire series of books in one day.
Alright, but I would definitely have a distinct advantage at that second one.
Did you go anywhere interesting? Before here—wow that’s a pretty long list. I’ve been all over the place: New York, California, some places in Utah and Ohio, Wisconsin…the list goes on.
Wow that is quite the list. Interesting yes, Rome, Paris, London some of the most beautiful cities I've ever seen.
Oh, that’s a creative idea! I’ll definitely check the “interweb thing” and find something fun to do. But if I do, you’re going to have to do it with me.
The interweb part or the random idea part, cause I could only help with the second part, and only if it didn't interfere with my weekly duties.
[With the last ounce of adrenaline she has left coursing through her, Melody slams her fist into the sandbag hanging from the ceiling in front of her. Thump. By the time she registers the sound of yet another hitting the ground in defeat, she’s turned her back to gather her things. It’s at the end of her training when she’s feels best. Unstoppable. Her body is racing with endorphins, of which relieve the pain of hours of training. She doesn’t even feel the slightest pinch of pain. No. Not her bloodied hands, scraped knees, bruises.. Nothing. The only reason she even notices her previously cracked and bloodied knuckles is because they’ve healed. Mel smiles as they do, pushing on towards her room, filled with energy. There are a few more dozen steps taken, and it begins to wear off. That feeling of invincibility is no longer as evident. Now, she’s weaker. The pain sets in and she drops her bag as a sharp pain runs through her shoulder. It’s then when she remembers that her father speaking of moderation—doing everything, taking everything in moderation. Suddenly her father’s stern voice is echoing in her head, making her head throb. And her rushed walking and brisk steps don’t help either, but she needs to make it to her room before her weakness is recognized. Nonetheless, she careens into the wall with a small yelp. It’s worse than she remembers.. Every step feels like broken glass beneath her feet and she feels as though she’s being turned inside out—human contact. Melody feels something on her arm and she assumes it’s a hand, one reaching out in comfort. Perhaps it’s not, maybe she’s wrong—but either way, she smacks it away.]
I’m.. fine. I’m c-completely fine.
Oh dear, I go and take one break during my shift in the infirmary and someone goes and gets hurt. And before you say a word I will not take no for an answer you are coming back with me to the infirmary young lady.
[Addison had her back to the door, lights dimmed low as she worked hardly on the herbal remedies for the next day. A pestle was clenched in her hand. The bones threatened to break skin at how tight she held it, grinding it into the herbs the mortar held. Then, her grip loosened, the blood quickly rushing back into her veins, a pinkish hue clouding into her skin. A sigh escaped her lips, letting the pestle fall onto the tabletop and her stance slumped.] What a busy night.
Better busy then bored I always say. Need any help Addison?
I just ruined the cake- oh, God. I’m supposed to be a kitchen helper, but.. Well, cooking is not exactly what I’m good at. I hope they forgive me for the little mess I’ve made.
Great.
It is okay many people in the Coven are quite bad in the kitchen as well.
[Tessa thought for a moment] I’m not sure. I can’t really think of anything off the top of my head. How about you give me some suggestions? What’s something you suggest I try?
Find a list of things to try before you die, whether in a book or on those interweb things and pick a number off the list at random.
