Setting
This is Sol Avenue, the eastern thoroughfare through Wing City.
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Pariah [5] "Go...away..."
Ertre Squad [5] A team of four waterpician mariens picked by Katelyn Johnson to be her guards and friends
Nadja Carali [4] An enchantress with the ability to shapeshift and a specialty of seduction, bent on obtaining that which she has been seeking.
Bartleby Jeltz [1] "Statement: There is no good, no evil. There is only power. This comes with tools, and if you control those tools...well..."
September November [1] Tweet tweet
Tantomile [1] Member of the Jellicle Assassins Order
Nathaniel Israfel [1] ...
Johnny Salvaggi [1] "Where's my shit?"
Ken Konashi [0] Is a ghoul only kills for food and for protection
Tarja Siblanne [0]
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"That's what I do, unfortunantly I don't get a free meal at Gambits, but the money I get for playing usually pays for it." He finishes with her arms and begins to bind them back up, not relishing the next thing he had to do. He knew the neck injury caused a lot of pain. "Where was your fathers tavern?"
Crestelle sighed. "It does not matter... the village is no more. Mys sister and I are few of the survivors left of that place..."
Reis'tiray Morningbird grimaced as he finished with the arms. It was hard to find a topic that didn't cause her pain, she had had a really tough life. "Well ...." he replied, struggling to come up with some topic that wouldn't be so bad as he moved up to her neck, moving the scarf aside. "What do you remember of living there then?" He added, trying to get her mind onto the happier memories.
Crestelle felt bad that she was so negative.. But this topic made her smile. "My mother let me help in the kitchen at the Tavern, making food. She loved to bake, and she taught me many recipes. It has bee a while... but I think I can still make her special broth. And so much more... My father always said I would be a good cook for the Tavern when my sister and I would run it some day. So many traveller's came into the bar, many different languages but each brought something speacial that made a day complete... laughter. Happiness. And so many stories.."
Reis smiled, happy that she had found something to talk about. "Well, that makes you better than me, I'm about average in the kitchen." His hands removed the bandage tentatively beginning to salve the neck wound. "And I don't know very many language's although I love to learn them. They always make a song sound so different, you usually have to restructure it to make it sound right."
Crestelle bit her lip, preparing for the sting... and it did sting, just as harshly as before. She curled her fingers in the bed sheet. "Yes, when sung in another language it can be so entirely different, so beautiful and entrancing.."
"And exotic, that's the biggest difference." Reis replied as he gently put the salve on the wound, unlike the other injuries this one seemed more persistent and less affected by the salve. "I used to go to listen to foreign singers whenever I got the chance."
Crestelle smiled, a pained smile. "Yes, I loved to listen to travellers sings songs from home. I was going to sya exotic too." she would have laughed, if it wouldn't have hurt.
Reis smiles, his hands deftly rewinding the bandage around her neck. "How do you feel? Up to standing?"
Crestelle smiled a little less. "Yes, I think so. The other injuries are fine, just this one hurts really.."
'Hmm, there is something weird about it too, it seems quite resistant to the salve.' Reis thinks, frowning. He crouches down next to her, ready to support her as she stands up. Saying, "So, you could teach me a thing or two about cooking?"
Crestelle was a bit wobbly but otherwise stable on her feet. "Sure I can, I would love to cook again..."
"Well, I've got a mostly stocked kitchen, I'll admit it's not exactly master-chef level but it's not too shabby." Reis replies with a grin. Supporting her into the kitchen. "We could even take it out to Gambits to eat, if you feel up to it." He adds, his mind for the first time that morning turning to a different subject then her well-being.
Crestelle nodded, looking about. "Well, first off what would you like to try? I can make good broth, mincemeat pie, or I can just suprise you."
Crestelle smiled, shooing him into his room. She looked through the cupboards, getting out two pots, and a baking sheet... She got out a can of sauce, since she had none of her homemade.. She found some penne noddles, surprised they were there, and she got hot water going to cook them in. She found some chicken, putting it on tin foil on the baking sheet and slipped it in the oven, which was preheated while she fetched everything... She got the noodles cooking, the sauce and the chicken... It would take a while.
Reis smiled as he lay back on his bed and closed his eyes, he needed the sleep since he had not slept a wink all night.(We can leave it there and come back another time.)
Reis slowly blinked his eyes open, that rest had been refreshing. Crestelle was still busy in the kitchen, he hoped she was coping alright with her pains while cooking. He smiled to himself reaching over to find his lute.
Crestelle had a glass of water, drinking when her throat got dry and hurt.. The chicken had 5 minutes to go and the noddles were strained, she was just getting the sauce into two containers, ready for their trip to the bar..
Reis begins to strum on his lute, with the pieces of paper laid out in front of him. He frowns, "Something slightly off in the beat on verse three." He mutters to himself as he works on his latest idea for a song. The "Ripples of Life." was far from a finished piece of work and he still had a lot to go before he was finished. The sound of his lute floated out into the kitchen, the sound echoing as he works on his song.
Crestelle smiled as she listened, fetching the chicken out of the oven and setting the baking sheet on the counter. She was careful as she cut the chicken into strips, then put them into the sauce, mixing it with the noddles. This tasted really good, especially with a little added butter and herbs.. She went to check on Reis..
Reis Gave up on it, there was something missing but he couldn't work it out right now. He picked all the notes up, putting them into his bag. He is in the middle of this when he looks up and smiles as he sees Crestelle appear around the door. "So how's my surprise doing?"
Crestelle smiled, cheeks flushed. "It's ready, hope you like it.. We can head out now?" she asked. Wanderer was near Reis, having liked the music and knowing Crestelle didn't like him getting underfoot when she was busy with something.
Reis nodded as he finished packing up his little bag, "Yes, I'm ready. I can't speak for the little guy here though." He replies as he picks the bag and lute up, standing and smiling.