Tanita stood in the gardens, staring quietly at the nearest plants, her eyes calm and relaxed. She was feeling well, in a good mood, and enjoying her short free time within this beautiful space. She wished she knew who had designed them, because she wanted to thank that horseman. They were just amazing. It really stunned her, sometimes, what they could manage inside a tower, an enclosed building with not outside access for the plants. Still, given some one had managed to make a whole jungle for the War folks to live in, a garden must be simpler. It didn't make it less amazing, though.
She turned away, ready to head out, and reached up to brush a lock of her hair from her face that had fallen in her eyes. She didn't really want to go, yet, but she had work to do, studying to catch up on. She frowned for a moment, wondering how much she had done on that stupid lost day. Really, that day kept getting in her way, and it just was utterly irritating and unfair. How was a lady to keep up with her studies if they didn't know what they'd studied, or remember any of it? "Bother!" She snapped, and was about to drop her hand back down when she noticed something odd on it. She stared in confusion at her hand. Why were there... pink spots on her skin? She frowned very deeply this time, and pulled her sleeve back, examining her arm. The strange spots were continuing up there too. What in the Dusk...
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Tanita Conquest Horseman : Scout/Nobleman Temperance Arcana (Group D) General Appearance: See avatar. Skin tone is a paler orange then I had available. - 6"1' Tall - Hoarder/Protective of Your Hoard Too (from others. Not you.) - Friendly!
Bjorn strode onto the floor with a deep breath and sighed. The work he had been putting in was starting to give him a cramp and a headache. He had heard there were some Conquest horsemen who knew special herbal remedies, teas that could soothe in seconds, aromatherapies that wold ease the pain away. And it sounded a lot better than visiting the worm-riddled spa center Mr. E had anyway.
He couldn't help but make a detour into the gardens first, though, to appreciate the flowers there. Ever since the island collapse, Bjorn had always tried to make time to go by for a walk. Helle, his former mate, had always loved the lotuses in the pond in particular...
There was a curious horseman there at the moment, however, and Bjorn could see spots that didn't quite look like freckles on her skin. She seemed confused about it herself, and so he approached. Bjorn had never been able to ignore someone even in vague distress.
"A touch of Famine experiment?" he asked, trying to breach conversation with a joke.
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Character's name: Bjornbrandr Character's clan: Death Guardian Heir Character's journal link:xxx Character's arcana WILD ARCANA BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERAvatar 6'4", real built and thick and hairy, has a beer gut developing, appears serious but is quite warm
Lady Aria Starstone
Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2017 10:45 pm
Tanita looked up, startled, at the approach of the unknown Death Horseman. She got a feeling she might have seen him before, so he was probably some one important, but she didn't recognize him beyond that feeling. She blinked a few times, then said "I... don't know. I hope not. I don't know what it is, really." She looked back down at the strangely pink spots, turning her hand this way and that. "I've never seen such strange spots before, and I don't know why they're happening." She paused, frowning a little, as she felt the breeze pick up. Sure, there was normally airflow in here, but not usually so much it felt like a breeze. She mentally shrugged it off, deciding some one felt the need for more airflow today, and refocused on what was important.
The weird little spots. "I don't suppose you've seen something similar before... Ah..." She paused, realized she didn't know his name, silly girl, and she hadn't given him hers. "I'm Tanita..." She shook her head at herself, disapproving of how distracted she was by these spots. Surely it wasn't a big issue, and she could just stop worrying about it, right? But somehow she couldn't actually seem to do so. "It's so weird, though. I was fine this morning, no strange marks on my skin, nothing. It only seems to have started recently, I must assume. Or I hope, anyways. I would really like them to go away, however. I don't think pink is my color..."
"I am Bjornbrandr, miss, and I will see what I can do. Hmm..." Trying not to look like a suspicious spectator, Bjorn investigated what pink spots he could see, frowning. It certainly didn't help that some loose locks of hair kept leaving his tie and fluttering into his face. Who had left a window open?
"Maladies are not my expertise," he said, as if that needed saying, and frowned as he straightened. "But perhaps we could find a Famine clan to take a look at you? Do you feel any symptoms? Pain? Itchiness? Or are you stressed? The body can invite strange things when under duress."
Lady Aria Starstone
Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2017 5:46 pm
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Bjornbrandr, despite the odd circumstances." She gave her hands a disapproving look, unaware spots were beginning to appear on her face. Indeed, it seemed to be progressing at a faster rate then most pox-type ailments, from a spectator's perspective at least. She found herself extremely glad of the wind, honestly, because it cooled her cheeks, as she blushed a little in embarrassment at this odd predicament, though it seemed to be getting stronger. Why in the Dusk did she seem to find herself meeting new people in awkward situations, beyond that of work? Spots, why did it have to be spots?
"They are not mine either... And I am usually as healthy as can be, so I've had no reason to study them." She frowned at her hand some more, and sighed. "I suppose a Famine member might be best, but no, no other symptoms." She paused, then frowned a little. "I suppose I could be said to be stressed, but only in the sense that I find all of the oddness that has been going on of late stressful. It's why I came out to the Gardens, honestly. I like to come here to try to relax, let some of the stress melt away. I was feeling more relaxed, too, until I noticed this." Irritating, just as her tension levels had dropped, so that she almost felt normal, this had to happen. The universe was out to get her this week, it felt like.
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