I don't know the first thing about living in this world. It'd be easier if people like Vivienne had the slightest interest in coming a little towards my own.
...Do you want to get a drink? I'm finished talking about this, I just...really want a drink.
One of the rooms inside the hold- I can send Marguerite to meet you and show you the way- it is a little difficult to navigate. In the meantime I shall warm the wine.
[When she does turn up, she's wrapped in a shawl, but there's also a beautiful silk scarf around her next for extra warmth. Such a fine thing on her is still so strange, especially considering how common the rest of her clothing is, but her fingers rest on it like she's making sure it doesn't stray.]
[ A benefit to being tucked away this far back in the hold- privacy, quiet, and no one minded them using a little magic to keep the brazier going and the air warm. Adelaide motions for Pel to come inside- a far corner set up as a cramped study with what could be a desk if it were taller and two short chairs.
The rest of the room is an assortment of bags and bedrolls, clothing stretched over lines to dry on the far side and several of her students huddled together over a book, reading. ]
Mind your step- I think Henri caught a mouse and brought it here as a friend earlier. Or...brought it to tempt in a cat. I don't know why but... [ She shrugs. It brings him joy, she needs little more explanation than that. ]
Oh. [Pel watches where she steps to make sure she's not treading on a mouse.] You're not worried about it chewing holes in things? Where's a good place to sit?
It is nothing we cannot mend- and having a mouse for whatever reason makes Henri smile. There has been little that makes him feel and act as a child as of late. I would not take it from him. [ There's a soft burst of giggling at the other side of the room, the girls indeed reading one of those torrid romance serials.
Adelaide shakes her head with a faint smile, motioning for Pel to join her at the cushions in her corner. ]
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...Do you want to get a drink? I'm finished talking about this, I just...really want a drink.
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[ And to let them know she is alive. Probably that as well. ]
I think I have a bottle of that mulled red you enjoyed so much left, if Roul has not made away with it.
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[When she does turn up, she's wrapped in a shawl, but there's also a beautiful silk scarf around her next for extra warmth. Such a fine thing on her is still so strange, especially considering how common the rest of her clothing is, but her fingers rest on it like she's making sure it doesn't stray.]
Andaran atish'an.
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The rest of the room is an assortment of bags and bedrolls, clothing stretched over lines to dry on the far side and several of her students huddled together over a book, reading. ]
Mind your step- I think Henri caught a mouse and brought it here as a friend earlier. Or...brought it to tempt in a cat. I don't know why but... [ She shrugs. It brings him joy, she needs little more explanation than that. ]
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Adelaide shakes her head with a faint smile, motioning for Pel to join her at the cushions in her corner. ]
Here.