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acatalepsy_logs2018-08-28 09:27 am
lumberlady) wrote in acatalepsy_logs2018-08-28 09:27 am
[open] you can lead a sick horse to water
Who: Konoha and YOU
Where: around the Temple
When: 8/28 - 9/20
Rating PG???
What: catch all log for hanging with a centaur before or after the sick sets in
01 | GARDENING | 8/28
[What Konoha really wanted to do was to go home. But she knows... She has to make the most of her situation. Has to try and stay positive the best she can. So, like she'd talked about with Nier... a garden seemed like a good idea. With the plants withering like they were planting didn't actually seem like it would work, but at least she could get the field ready? It seemed like something to do, at least, and hard labor is what Konoha did best.
So she gets to work. In the first few days she can be found out near the woods, sleeves tied back and a cloth wrapped around her forehead to keep sweat out of her eyes as she starts prepping the dirt. Digging out stones, ripping up dead roots, cutting away weeds, dragging a makeshift plow behind her to till the soil...
At the sight of anyone from the Circle, however, she takes a moment to give a friendly wave.]
02 | BATHHOUSE | 8/30
[All the plowing she's been doing works up a sweat, and it wasn't often she had the luxury of a bath big enough for jinba that wasn't... wading into the river. Not that there's anything wrong with rivers, but. The bathhouse at the temple is more luxurious than she's ever really tried before, and it's so comfortably hot???
She could be mistaken for a human woman at first glance, with all the steam, but the dark shadow in the water reveals her more equine half. That and the long black tail floating towards the top of the water. Sighing happily and resisting the urge to try and roll, Konoha lets her hair down from it's usual bun and sets about running her fingers through it to try and untangle it as she sinks a bit deeper into the water.]
Ah... This is nice.
03 | HELPING THE SICK | 9/5
[Konoha has never gotten sick when her parents or the other humans in the village had. She didn't really hear a lot about jinba getting sick at all, really... So she thinks it will be fine. She doesn't have enough education to know that this might be because, as similar as her upper body looks, a jinba and a human are different species, and not all sickness can cross those differences... She just knows that she's probably fine.
So she tries to help.]
Morning... I brought breakfast.
[She pokes her head in the door of one of the bedrooms in the Temple, smiling through the concern on her features and a steaming bowl of what looks like porridge in her hands.]
Feeling up to eating?
04 | KITCHEN STUMBLE | 9/12
[Fun fact for anyone studying this outbreak... Species doesn't matter. Jinba get sick, too.
She's been feeling tired, but... She's also been working hard as more and more people got sick. Hasn't really been sleeping well. The low fever, that... had been more concerning, but what could she do about it? She did tell someone, she wasn't trying to hide anything-
But she also didn't expect it to take a turn so fast. To be so clumsy as to catch a hoof on a stone, to send the basket of apples she'd been carrying rolling across the floor and her sprawling right after with a crash as her attempt to catch herself failed and only managed to knock cutlery off the counter.
She'll get up... She will. In a minute. Meanwhile, a lone apple rolls out the kitchen door.]
05 | HUMPTY DUMPTY | 9/17
[It's so hot. She knows it has to be because of the fever, knows she's supposed to sweat it out... but she still can't help the urge, anxiously twisting where she lies on the ground in her temple room to try and undo the bear hide wrap she wears tied about her waist, try and loosen the fit of her shirt as sweat beads on her dark skin.
Sometime in the last night... She's lost the strength to stand. Had gradually collapsed to her knees, then to her belly, and then to her side. She forgets how long ago. Long enough for the pillow she'd taken with her to soak with sweat, for her throat to parch and her stomachs to twist in protest, both starving for food and roiling to reject it.
The sound of a visitor... doesn't even really register.]
Where: around the Temple
When: 8/28 - 9/20
Rating PG???
What: catch all log for hanging with a centaur before or after the sick sets in
01 | GARDENING | 8/28
[What Konoha really wanted to do was to go home. But she knows... She has to make the most of her situation. Has to try and stay positive the best she can. So, like she'd talked about with Nier... a garden seemed like a good idea. With the plants withering like they were planting didn't actually seem like it would work, but at least she could get the field ready? It seemed like something to do, at least, and hard labor is what Konoha did best.
So she gets to work. In the first few days she can be found out near the woods, sleeves tied back and a cloth wrapped around her forehead to keep sweat out of her eyes as she starts prepping the dirt. Digging out stones, ripping up dead roots, cutting away weeds, dragging a makeshift plow behind her to till the soil...
At the sight of anyone from the Circle, however, she takes a moment to give a friendly wave.]
02 | BATHHOUSE | 8/30
[All the plowing she's been doing works up a sweat, and it wasn't often she had the luxury of a bath big enough for jinba that wasn't... wading into the river. Not that there's anything wrong with rivers, but. The bathhouse at the temple is more luxurious than she's ever really tried before, and it's so comfortably hot???
She could be mistaken for a human woman at first glance, with all the steam, but the dark shadow in the water reveals her more equine half. That and the long black tail floating towards the top of the water. Sighing happily and resisting the urge to try and roll, Konoha lets her hair down from it's usual bun and sets about running her fingers through it to try and untangle it as she sinks a bit deeper into the water.]
Ah... This is nice.
03 | HELPING THE SICK | 9/5
[Konoha has never gotten sick when her parents or the other humans in the village had. She didn't really hear a lot about jinba getting sick at all, really... So she thinks it will be fine. She doesn't have enough education to know that this might be because, as similar as her upper body looks, a jinba and a human are different species, and not all sickness can cross those differences... She just knows that she's probably fine.
So she tries to help.]
Morning... I brought breakfast.
[She pokes her head in the door of one of the bedrooms in the Temple, smiling through the concern on her features and a steaming bowl of what looks like porridge in her hands.]
Feeling up to eating?
04 | KITCHEN STUMBLE | 9/12
[Fun fact for anyone studying this outbreak... Species doesn't matter. Jinba get sick, too.
She's been feeling tired, but... She's also been working hard as more and more people got sick. Hasn't really been sleeping well. The low fever, that... had been more concerning, but what could she do about it? She did tell someone, she wasn't trying to hide anything-
But she also didn't expect it to take a turn so fast. To be so clumsy as to catch a hoof on a stone, to send the basket of apples she'd been carrying rolling across the floor and her sprawling right after with a crash as her attempt to catch herself failed and only managed to knock cutlery off the counter.
She'll get up... She will. In a minute. Meanwhile, a lone apple rolls out the kitchen door.]
05 | HUMPTY DUMPTY | 9/17
[It's so hot. She knows it has to be because of the fever, knows she's supposed to sweat it out... but she still can't help the urge, anxiously twisting where she lies on the ground in her temple room to try and undo the bear hide wrap she wears tied about her waist, try and loosen the fit of her shirt as sweat beads on her dark skin.
Sometime in the last night... She's lost the strength to stand. Had gradually collapsed to her knees, then to her belly, and then to her side. She forgets how long ago. Long enough for the pillow she'd taken with her to soak with sweat, for her throat to parch and her stomachs to twist in protest, both starving for food and roiling to reject it.
The sound of a visitor... doesn't even really register.]
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[Oblivious to the saddening of his smile, or, at least to the actual cause, Konoha doesn't think to question it. After all, he's sick, and he's far from his own village. That's enough to put a damper on things for most people, even if you try your best to put on a happy face. Like she is.
At least he has an appetite, though! She's obviously pleased to see him eat, smiling.]
Haha, I'm glad I managed it alright.
[Settling a bit, tail swishing beneath the "skirt" she wears on her rear, Konoha looks about real quick. Maybe she should open a window- oh, yeah, there were no windows inside most of these... hmm...]
Do you need anything else I can help with?
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Did you cook with her often? [There's a pause.] My daughter was just starting to get to the age where she would try to help my wife in the kitchen. It was sweet.
[As for what else she could do.]
I hate to bother you, but was there any tea in the kitchen as well?
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[A family man! That must be even harder than what she was dealing with... She missed her parents, but. If she had a husband, and children... It would be so much worse.]
Oh, sure- ! I'll be right back!
[Pleased to have a task, to stay busy, she trots out of the room with a neat clip-clop... Only to return a few minutes later, holding a steaming cup of tea, which she presents with a smile and a happy swish of tail.]
It smells like barley, I hope that's okay.
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Thanks.
[He waits for her to return to ask a follow up question, not wanting to distract her from her task.]
That's fine. I really can't smell much right now. I wanted to ask though...what do you do for work anyway?
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[Once she's handed over the tea, Konoha eases back into a seat on her rear again, looking more like a dog at a master's bedside than a walking, talking centaur. Admittedly, towering over the bedside.]
I work at a lumber yard. Mostly I haul the timber down from the mountain and the finished products back up to the building site. I'm mountain stock, so I'm stronger than I look.
[And she... looks pretty strong.]
What about you?
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Sounds like hard work.
[He sips at the tea.]
I work for my country's military, specifically I investigate crimes and problems within the military.
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[Whether it was someone's house, or a shrine, or a business... it became something in the end, and she could look at it and know she'd been a part of it. But that seems too embarrassing to explain, really, so-]
So you're a soldier?
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[It's okay, even without her elaborating on that part he gets it. He takes another bite of his porridge, but after he swallows he starts to cough. It isn't the sound of choking, but just another side effect of the flu he's apparently developing. After it settles he takes a sip of the tea to sooth his raw throat.]
Yes. It seems if it is one thing I can count on it is that a military and the job of soldier is pretty universal.
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Konoha is a bit worried he might choke, coughing like that with maybe porridge in his mouth, and she almost gets up to thump him on the back, but. Okay, crisis averted.]
Do you have... many wars in your country?
[Wars, like Gonta and Mikuni and Sha-go talked about.]
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Yes. Some are smaller and some bloodier...but I think things are starting to change for our country. I'm hoping it will be for the better, at least, that's what Roy reassures me is the plan.
Thankfully, I haven't been put on the front lines in years. We mostly only see skirmishes on the borders these days.
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[She's just been told things. Like that she'd been born near the end. That she'd lost her parents. But as far as she can remember... it had been peaceful.
But that hadn't meant she didn't know the horrors, just a little, from what she saw on people's faces and in their voices when they recalled it.]
It would be good if you didn't have to be a soldier for very much longer, right?
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Not that Maes was really that old. Only 29. But sometimes he felt it and doubly so when he was with so many people who didn't seem to have any kind of spouses or kids of their own. Hell, half the people here were kids.
He does wonder what that would be like though. A world without war. Without the need for a soldier or a military. He didn't realize it, but he'd started staring out the window and when he realized he hadn't actually responded to his caretaker he jerked out of his thought.]
Sorry...I got lost in thought there for a moment. But, yes, it would be good if I could stop being a soldier. At least, it would give me more time to spend with my baby girl and lovely wife. She'd appreciate you making porridge for all these people, myself especially. [He sighs.] She'd probably even bake you a pie. God I've missed her apple pies.
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There was a lot she didn't know, and a lot that she knew she didn't know. It's why she knows to be quiet while his gaze drifts out the window, why she only smiles and shakes her head. He doesn't have to be sorry.]
It's fine.
[She'd seen Mikuni look like that. Gonta, too. Distant. A bit pained.]
Do you... want an apple with your porridge? I probably can't make a... "pie"? Like your wife, but.
[But she can use the magic the witch had given her, cupping her palms together and frowning in concentration a moment before she unfolds her hands and reveals a fresh red apple.
It was much better to think about food than what they were missing.]
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Oh! No. I don't want to bothe---
[But he's distracted because apparently she's taken it upon herself already to begin creating an apple. He hadn't expected that! There really were all kinds of powers around here.]
Oh. Thank you. I didn't realize you had that ability.
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I didn't either, for a while. It's still hard to believe... but it's useful.
[She pulls a small knife from the tool belt on her harness, beginning to peel the apple for him.]
What did the witch end up doing to you?
[Or, um, giving... ? Magic, it's weird, she doesn't know how she feels about it 100%.]
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[Maes returns to eating his porridge, deciding he should try to finish it before it gets cold. Though he doesn't want to rush it either, just because there is an apple coming as well. It's not Gracia's cooking, but the thought and care put into it is certainly equal to what she would attempt to do.]
I can teleport.
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[She'd tried, but she only gets the ingredients raw. Meat still with the hide on, vegetables still with roots, rice still in the husk.
As the peel falls away, Konoha begins expertly dicing the apple into bits and slipping them into his porridge bowl.]
What's "teleport"?
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[Still, he's glad he's met her now. He wishes he could show her what he means, since he's not sure he can explain it. But he's supposed to be resting, right?]
Hmm. Well, usually if you want to get to the kitchen you would have to leave this room and walk there right? Teleporting means I can just think of the kitchen and I'm instantly in the kitchen, without having to step outside of this room at all.
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[And with how much she weighed, she'd had to eat a lot of goop before she'd managed to figure out the magic. Let alone be comfortable with it.]
Really... ?
[That sounds... even more insane than her power, but also-]
Wait- does that mean my food is teleporting?
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Still, it's okay. Figuring out these abilities isn't easy. I've always been pretty normal, so I'm not used to having them either.
[He's assuming, of course, that aside from being half horse, the young woman in his room his 'normal' by the standards of wherever she comes from. He raises an eyebrow at her question.]
Maybe? I think the only way to tell would be to see the food disappear from one place and appear in your hand. Otherwise...who really knows.
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[Magic was weird enough, but so many people looking at her like she was some kind of mythical animal was... a lot. Scratching a bit self-consciously behind an ear, she tries to laugh it off.]
I guess we'll never know, huh? It will probably go away when we get home, too, don't you think?
[... when. Had to stay positive.]
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[He considers her question. He tries not to think much about that part, though he's probably one of the few. Although it's hard not to since his thoughts often go to his wife and daughter.]
I would imagine so.
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[There really was no telling what was normal anymore... not with all these worlds. Not when she'd never doubted there was only a single world.]
That would be good... it's useful, these powers, but. People would probably think I was cursed or something bad if I had them back home.
do you want to wrap this up?
[Disregarding the fact that she was half horse...that was a whole other set of reactions in Amestris.]
Sure
Konoha finishes dicing and slips the last bit of apple into his porridge, only then standing back up on all four hooves and tuckingher knife away.]
Well let's hope it doesn't happen that way. Now... you finish up at your own pace, and I'll be back with dinner later, okay?
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