hasapoint: an old woman's hand proffering a sword hilt (vena)
Need (Sister Lashan) ([personal profile] hasapoint) wrote in [community profile] lukeoutbelow 2022-06-28 03:07 pm (UTC)

Sister Lashan woke up dreadfully sore the next morning and is in no state to have a serious conversation yet. She's going to soak in the hottest tub for a while and stump around after to loosen up, she tells Vena. Go see if Guts has run off in the night and stay with him enough that people don't freak out.

Vena's pretty sure he hasn't run off but she doesn't know! She'd slipped away after Lashan checked in last night. She might trust Guts more than most of her Sisters but it's not 'fall asleep in the same room' trust.

It's still fairly early when she comes and bangs on the infirmary door. It's cool outside and the sun's not visible over the great pine forest yet, so the light has a pale, grayish cast. Of course, scattered roosters have started crowing and setting each other off. "Are you awake? Are you there? It's time for breakfast! I'm gonna come in."

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