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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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[Konoha doesn't feel like she's articulating this well, but also... doesn't have the confidence that she would even if she was feeling one hundred percent well... so she just keeps bumbling on, rubbing at a whorl of hair in her brown hide.]
But he has so many other things to worry about... like his family, and his nephew, and whether to stay in the village or go back to the mountains... if I asked him to stay... wouldn't that be unfair? I want him to stay because he wants to... not because he doesn't want to hurt my feelings...
[If she did that...]
I like Gonta when he's being himself. Not who someone else asks him to be.
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[Connor simply hasn’t lived long enough to speak from real experience. But he can offer advice based on what he knows, a deluge of social programming and his own judgment, mixed together and offered with sincerity and actual consideration. Advice that he can give his friend, the want to help, ever lives in him.]
However, you should tell him that you would like for him to stay, without making it sound like he’s obligated to. It’s his decision to make, after all, and he should only make that decision when presented with all relevant information. Your wishes may be something he takes into consideration, to inform his own.
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You think so... ?
[She rubs at her eyes, not because she's crying or anything, but there's just a pressure building in her skull and an ache in her body, even though her dip in the river had helped her feel a bit better.]
I guess... I'd have to get back home first. If we stay here... I'll end up marrying Mikuni... or a human...
[And that would be... weird...]
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[She’s keeps consistently showing more signs of weariness, and now that she’s mostly dry, Connor encourages her, first:]
Come on, Konoha. Let’s get you back to somewhere you can rest. Want to return to your room, or elsewhere?
[He’ll continue their conversation regarding marriage and relationships (and all the things that he technically knows nothing about) as they walk.]
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Ah... my room is fine. I should take a nap...
[Rest and food always helped, didn't it? Being warm... she could grab some blankets and nuzzle up against the mattress thing...
Still absently holding the damp towel in her hands, Konoha begins the wobbly walk back towards the temple, intermittently stopping to sway a bit and regain her balance by leaning on Connor.]
I'll sleep this off in no time...
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I think sleep well help in general, yes. An opportunity for a body to recover and fight against whatever is ailing it.
[The Temple isn’t far, but he’s making certain that they move slowly.]
You mentioned marriage. Are you the romantic kind?
[He already knows the answer, given her reaction before. He's just filling the air with words until they arrive at their destination.]
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[Sleep would help. It definitely would. Her mother and father had said so, and Connor, Connor was smart, and he agreed. So it would, she seems confident enough about that, addled as she is.]
Aha...
[Not quite realizing that he was maybe just distracting her, Konoha wipes her face with the towel to hide the slight cough that comes after the weak laugh, beginning to ramble a bit.]
I guess? I don't know... I've always wanted to get married eventually and have a big family... Hopefully not too late, I want my parents to be able to meet their grandchildren... Three or four kids... Maybe two girls and two boys? I guess girls are easier to raise but I guess every husband wants a son, too...
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It sounds to me that you’ve already put a lot of thought into this.
[That does make a smile quirk at his lips.]
What about names?
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[Konoha might have realized at this point that... most of the women she'd met here came from vastly different worlds than she did, but surely they couldn't all be from dark, apocalyptic canons, right? They still daydreamed about the future, right? Jobs, husbands, kids, house? Stuff like that?
She almost stumbles over the transition from dirt to stone, but Connor's shoulder keeps her upright, even as she's more than easily kept rambling.]
That I'm not sure... you know, in my world, people usually name their kids for a reason... like combining the meaning of their names, or passing on their parents names, or naming them for the season they're born in... so maybe for me something with "leaves" in it from me... and if I married Gonta then something with "power", like- see, you write the name with characters and they mean things... I've always liked my mother's name too, it's Shizu...
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[He sure wouldn’t know. Connor can’t even hope to speak from experience, only from conjecture at best.
He’s careful, as always, as they continue to walk. Will stop briefly when and if she stumbles, before guiding her down the long hallway.]
Names are generally meant to be imbued with meaning. As if it’s supposed to define personality, though I think that’s more… wishful thinking than anything else.
[After all, how far does a name go to define a person? If he were named something other than Connor, would he be any different?]
Not that this is a bad thing. I do like your reasoning.
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[She definitely has met girls here who... were nothing like the women she knew in her own world, so. Even girls unlike Sha-go, who was the oddest women she had the pleasure of knowing!
A pause, she re-balances herself on Connor and the wall both, squeezing her eyes shut a moment. Was it getting worse? Surely not-]
Right... like...
[Her thoughts sort of unravel, leaving her a bit at a loss, brow furrowing.]
Like...
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[He reaches out and up a little to grip firmly at her forearm, to recenter her. To keep her focus here in this moment.]
Stay with me. We’re almost there. Can you walk just a little farther?
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Yeah, of course- Sorry.
[One hoof in front of the other. Just a bit more... so she keeps walking, despite the slight wobble every now and then.]
What does Connor mean... ? "Konoha" means, like... the leaves on the trees in the forest. Vibrant, and earthy. It fits, right?
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Yes. It does fit. You are very lively, and I think imagery aligning with nature is fitting for you.
[He had never questioned what his name meant, until one day he decided, out of curiosity, to look it up. For no reason other than he could, and he never gave it much more thought until this very moment.]
"Connor" means "lover of hounds". Basically, I was named to be a "dog person".
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[It would make sense to her normally, but it seems to make even more sense now in the beginning throes of her fever sickness.
Saint... Bernard, right? She remembered. Vaguely. Reaches her door, pausing to lean against the doorframe with an absent smile.]
It's a good thing your partner has a dog and not a cat...
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Something to consider for another day, and at the mention of his partner, he keeps his face forward towards the door. He turns the knob, letting it swing open.]
...My partner is here now. His dog is with him. Maybe I can convince Sumo to pay you a visit, if you don't mind. He might make you feel better faster.
[Just because dogs are like that, clearly.]
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[Konoha doesn't know much about dogs, and this was a dog from another world, so maybe he was smart enough to be convinced to visit people??
Gullible as ever, she obediently wobbles into her room- not that there's much in there to signify that it's hers. Everything she owned was on her person, and there wasn't much.]
It must be good to have more from your own world here... that's great, Connor...
[She should be happy for him, right?]
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But something crosses his expression — it looks a bit like uncertainty — and he only nods. Ushers her into her room those last few steps to make sure she’ll not stumble before she reaches the figurative finish line, and says-]
Yes.
[That’s it.]
Do you think you’ll be able to rest on your own all right? Or do you want me to stay a little longer?
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No, that's alright... I've made you watch me nap enough already.
[She pauses, smiling a bit weakly still.]
Thanks, Connor. I appreciate it.
[She really did.]
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Of course. Anytime at all. And if you need anything in the future, don't hesitate to ask me; I'm always happy to help.
[That being said, he turns on his heel to leave her to rest, but not without leaving behind a-]
Rest well, Konoha.