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Tweak says, "Give Dean his damn pie!"

Ayla of No People (_ayla_) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-09 09:53:00

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ayla, complete, day 10, yvaine

Day 10
Who: Yvaine & Ayla
What: Healing Session
When: Mid Morning
Where: Yvaine's Room
Rating: G
Status: Finished

Ayla woke early, though it was hard to tell with the storm still raging outside. Sitting up on her bed, she looked around the dark cave. Sparse light filtered in through the singular window at the back. She'd never had a window in her cave in the valley, and that was only one of the differences between this cave and that one. Still, it was more familiar than a room such as Rusty's was to her.

She crawled to the firepit where she'd banked her fire and built it up again. She needed to make some tea for Yvaine and get it to her. The dressing on her leg probably needed to be changed as well. She would prepare everything and then take it with her to the star woman's room. She boiled willow bark and snake root for the tea. Instead of the snake root going on the outside, it was going to heal from the inside.

It would still take several weeks before it was completely healed, but Ayla was sure she would be able to walk with no problems at all. As the water for the tea boiled, she cleaned herself up and put on a new wrap. Being in a cave with a fire always made her smell a little smoky. Not unpleasant, just... outdoorsy. She plaited her long blond hair back in a single braid down her back and went back for the tea.

With soaked leather, dry gauze and tea in hand, she left her room and headed to Yvaine's second story room. She shifted everything in her arms in order to knock on the door.

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_ayla_
2008-08-21 01:16 pm UTC (link)

She was glad that Yvaine had understood her story. But, the star woman didn't understand the traditions of the Clan. "I was accepted, and I was even able to perform the most sacred of ceremonies at the Clan Gathering for the Mog-urs. But, it took a long time for them to let me, a lot of convincing. You see, I look so different from them." She paused for a moment and decided to compare.

"The Clan are shorter, stockier and more heavily muscled. They have hair all over their bodies. They have brows that prodrude along with their jaws, though they have no chins. Their noses are bigger and wider, and their legs are bowed. They all have brown eyes unless they go blue with age and blindness. Their forheads are more flat and the back of their heads are bigger." She demonstrated all the differences with pantomime on herself. "I am tall, with long shiny pale hair, blue eyes and a high forhead. I have thin limbs and a long neck. I developed a little later than they did. They never thought I would be a woman or have a baby."

At the word baby, she nearly choked on emotion. But she controlled it and looked back at Yvaine. "My life was not any more difficult than anyone else's. Even here, life is hard. I am unfamiliar with many of the things here, and no one knows the time I came from. No one understands." She clasped her hands in her lap after she stopped speaking. She was a little pleased that Yvaine was displeased on her behalf, but there was nothing to be done about it now.

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