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Despair on the Wings of a flit. (Alyx/ Cremsden)


Alyx
 

Alyx had finally recovered from the physical effects of her party at the Gather, the mental, well that would take a little longer. But routine was good. And part of that routine was study. Lots and lots of study while she tried to forget what had happened at the Gather and silently swore never to drink that much again.

She'd set her self up in the classroom at the infirmary, which like usual was abandonned this time of the day. She'd sent Ardy off with a message to her grandfather, telling him how much, well fun she'd had at the Gather and that she was planning to send someone to bring him up for a visit soon. Then she'd grabbed a book, listing all sorts of lovely things that could happen to skin, rashes, diseases, other types of allergic reactions, cysts. To her if was fascinating reading. 

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Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 



Alyx had finally recovered from the physical effects of her party at the Gather, the mental, well that would take a little longer. But routine was good. And part of that routine was study. Lots and lots of study while she tried to forget what had happened at the Gather and silently swore never to drink that much again.

She'd set her self up in the classroom at the infirmary, which like usual was abandonned this time of the day. She'd sent Ardy off with a message to her grandfather, telling him how much, well fun she'd had at the Gather and that she was planning to send someone to bring him up for a visit soon. Then she'd grabbed a book, listing all sorts of lovely things that could happen to skin, rashes, diseases, other types of allergic reactions, cysts. To her if was fascinating reading. 

It was Cremsden's habit to poke his head in if it was quiet to see if any apprentices were struggling with anything. He smiled seeing Alyx. "Need help with anything? Or want me to feck off and let you get on with studying?" 

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

Alyx blinked once, popped a leaf in the spot she'd been reading at then looked up at Cremsden. "Oh, no, I was just reading up on some skin disorders. I've been at it a while. Probably should take a break. Been quiet this morning and no one's come asking for help so I got a good bit of study done."


On Sat, Aug 4, 2018 at 3:37 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:


Alyx had finally recovered from the physical effects of her party at the Gather, the mental, well that would take a little longer. But routine was good. And part of that routine was study. Lots and lots of study while she tried to forget what had happened at the Gather and silently swore never to drink that much again.

She'd set her self up in the classroom at the infirmary, which like usual was abandonned this time of the day. She'd sent Ardy off with a message to her grandfather, telling him how much, well fun she'd had at the Gather and that she was planning to send someone to bring him up for a visit soon. Then she'd grabbed a book, listing all sorts of lovely things that could happen to skin, rashes, diseases, other types of allergic reactions, cysts. To her if was fascinating reading. 

It was Cremsden's habit to poke his head in if it was quiet to see if any apprentices were struggling with anything. He smiled seeing Alyx. "Need help with anything? Or want me to feck off and let you get on with studying?" 

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 


:
Alyx blinked once, popped a leaf in the spot she'd been reading at then looked up at Cremsden. "Oh, no, I was just reading up on some skin disorders. I've been at it a while. Probably should take a break. Been quiet this morning and no one's come asking for help so I got a good bit of study done."

"Go at it too long and suddenly you discover you've turned three pages since you last retained a word," Cremsden agreed, moving to raid the ever-present klah pot. "Good, no-one's let this go empty today. Want one? This for your project?"

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

Alyx leaned back and stretched, at the change in position, her shoulder popped. "Oh, that feels good, please. I didn't realize I'd been sitting still so long." Dropping her arms to her sides she rolled her head around, stretching her neck out.

"Yea I've been working with some different ideas, for treating skin conditions. Maybe something to help bring cysts and the like to the surface more, so we don't have to risk infection by cutting so deep."

On Tue, Aug 7, 2018 at 1:49 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

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Alyx blinked once, popped a leaf in the spot she'd been reading at then looked up at Cremsden. "Oh, no, I was just reading up on some skin disorders. I've been at it a while. Probably should take a break. Been quiet this morning and no one's come asking for help so I got a good bit of study done."

"Go at it too long and suddenly you discover you've turned three pages since you last retained a word," Cremsden agreed, moving to raid the ever-present klah pot. "Good, no-one's let this go empty today. Want one? This for your project?"

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 


Alyx leaned back and stretched, at the change in position, her shoulder popped. "Oh, that feels good, please. I didn't realize I'd been sitting still so long." Dropping her arms to her sides she rolled her head around, stretching her neck out.

"Yea I've been working with some different ideas, for treating skin conditions. Maybe something to help bring cysts and the like to the surface more, so we don't have to risk infection by cutting so deep."

"Anything that can cut infection down is a lifesaver," Cremsden agreed with enthusiasm, pushing a mug towards her. "Useful enough here, but you go out into the holds where people have to travel a day to see a Healer and you'll find they'll wait long enough to be sure it's really bad before trying to travel." And that could mean amputation or death. "Got some test patients?"


--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

"No, not yet. I don't really want to, well experiment on someone without informed consent and all. And most lay folks wouldn't know I cannot be sure it will work. I'd hate to get someone's hopes up, only for a treatment not to work, or even make it worse." She shrugged a little and picked up the mug, sipping the beverage carefully.

On Tue, Aug 7, 2018 at 12:52 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Alyx leaned back and stretched, at the change in position, her shoulder popped. "Oh, that feels good, please. I didn't realize I'd been sitting still so long." Dropping her arms to her sides she rolled her head around, stretching her neck out.

"Yea I've been working with some different ideas, for treating skin conditions. Maybe something to help bring cysts and the like to the surface more, so we don't have to risk infection by cutting so deep."

"Anything that can cut infection down is a lifesaver," Cremsden agreed with enthusiasm, pushing a mug towards her. "Useful enough here, but you go out into the holds where people have to travel a day to see a Healer and you'll find they'll wait long enough to be sure it's really bad before trying to travel." And that could mean amputation or death. "Got some test patients?"


--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 



"No, not yet. I don't really want to, well experiment on someone without informed consent and all. And most lay folks wouldn't know I cannot be sure it will work. I'd hate to get someone's hopes up, only for a treatment not to work, or even make it worse." She shrugged a little and picked up the mug, sipping the beverage carefully.


"So, you're just going to wait and hope that one of the staff here happens to come down with a corresponding illness before you hit thirty?" Cremsden raised his eyebrows at her. "Actually using a treatment on patients is usually required pre-submission you know. If you don't believe your patient will understand the risks it is your job to explain it in a way you will understand." 

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

"Well I am willing to try. But other than those spots we've not had much come in lately. But when we do, I usually find a reason to go chat with them. See how long it's been there, what they did previously. I've got so many notes. About how different things have reacted to different treatments." Her fingers tapped the table top in a slow tempo, as if she was thinking about something. "I've actually been thinking about some new treatments for oily skin. There's this plant near where I grew up that I have been curious about. It smells strong, and when it is on your skin, it dries it out."

On Sat, Aug 11, 2018 at 3:02 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:


"No, not yet. I don't really want to, well experiment on someone without informed consent and all. And most lay folks wouldn't know I cannot be sure it will work. I'd hate to get someone's hopes up, only for a treatment not to work, or even make it worse." She shrugged a little and picked up the mug, sipping the beverage carefully.


"So, you're just going to wait and hope that one of the staff here happens to come down with a corresponding illness before you hit thirty?" Cremsden raised his eyebrows at her. "Actually using a treatment on patients is usually required pre-submission you know. If you don't believe your patient will understand the risks it is your job to explain it in a way you will understand." 

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 



"Well I am willing to try. But other than those spots we've not had much come in lately. But when we do, I usually find a reason to go chat with them. See how long it's been there, what they did previously. I've got so many notes. About how different things have reacted to different treatments." Her fingers tapped the table top in a slow tempo, as if she was thinking about something. "I've actually been thinking about some new treatments for oily skin. There's this plant near where I grew up that I have been curious about. It smells strong, and when it is on your skin, it dries it out."

"And you've tested it on the skin of a few people who don't have any issues to check it doesn't cause side effects?" Cremsden asked. "Non-lethal illnesses, that's your first step -- ensure a potential cure isn't likely to introduce more issues than they had before you treated them. Best way to do that is by finding volunteers who aren't sick." He reached to take a sip of his klah. "Of course with anything lethal we're prepared to let a bit more slip by but it's usually kill or cure by that point."

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

"I have yes, in all the people who have tried it, the worst side effects were a little redness and dry skin. No blisters, or skin lesions. No itching either for that matter. And the dryness was easily reversed with a little oil or lotion. But that was with the plant itself, merely crushed. Next I want to try tinctures and decoctions made from it. See what that does. Since it seems to dry things out, I almost think the ideal treatment would be combining a concentrated liquid, into a light lotion to be administered to affected areas." She was unsure which base would work best, and slowly becoming aware of just how long Ardy had been gone. It never took this long for her Grandfather to write a reply note. Since she'd gotten Ardy used to Betweening, they hadn't really bothered writing long letters. They wrote back and forth several times a day.

On Sun, Aug 12, 2018 at 1:15 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:


"Well I am willing to try. But other than those spots we've not had much come in lately. But when we do, I usually find a reason to go chat with them. See how long it's been there, what they did previously. I've got so many notes. About how different things have reacted to different treatments." Her fingers tapped the table top in a slow tempo, as if she was thinking about something. "I've actually been thinking about some new treatments for oily skin. There's this plant near where I grew up that I have been curious about. It smells strong, and when it is on your skin, it dries it out."

"And you've tested it on the skin of a few people who don't have any issues to check it doesn't cause side effects?" Cremsden asked. "Non-lethal illnesses, that's your first step -- ensure a potential cure isn't likely to introduce more issues than they had before you treated them. Best way to do that is by finding volunteers who aren't sick." He reached to take a sip of his klah. "Of course with anything lethal we're prepared to let a bit more slip by but it's usually kill or cure by that point."

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 


"I have yes, in all the people who have tried it, the worst side effects were a little redness and dry skin. No blisters, or skin lesions. No itching either for that matter. And the dryness was easily reversed with a little oil or lotion. But that was with the plant itself, merely crushed. Next I want to try tinctures and decoctions made from it. See what that does. Since it seems to dry things out, I almost think the ideal treatment would be combining a concentrated liquid, into a light lotion to be administered to affected areas." She was unsure which base would work best, and slowly becoming aware of just how long Ardy had been gone. It never took this long for her Grandfather to write a reply note. Since she'd gotten Ardy used to Betweening, they hadn't really bothered writing long letters. They wrote back and forth several times a day.

"If you're wanting to specialise in skin, I'd keep an eye out for sunburn cases," Cremsden suggested. "They're fairly endemic around here, particularly in Northerners who move over without appreciating that the difference is more than wearing lighter clothing a lot of the time and I don't believe there's really that much monitoring done in terms of how many of our cases end up with longer term issues. There's some interesting work to be done there if it would appeal to you."

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

"That's a really good idea. We do get more than our share of burns sometimes. It's even worse in some of the riders, have you noticed? I wonder if it is because when they aren't flying a Fall they dress like the rest of us, but are up where there's no shade. Nothing but clouds between them and the sun. I had one in the other day asking for cream for a burn, and you could just tell they had done this several times before. There were scars from blisters. So I gave them a large bottle of sun cream." This was something that she had been looking into for a while. There were sunburns nearly everyday around the weyr. And these people, most of them ought to know better.

On Wed, Aug 15, 2018 at 5:09 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"I have yes, in all the people who have tried it, the worst side effects were a little redness and dry skin. No blisters, or skin lesions. No itching either for that matter. And the dryness was easily reversed with a little oil or lotion. But that was with the plant itself, merely crushed. Next I want to try tinctures and decoctions made from it. See what that does. Since it seems to dry things out, I almost think the ideal treatment would be combining a concentrated liquid, into a light lotion to be administered to affected areas." She was unsure which base would work best, and slowly becoming aware of just how long Ardy had been gone. It never took this long for her Grandfather to write a reply note. Since she'd gotten Ardy used to Betweening, they hadn't really bothered writing long letters. They wrote back and forth several times a day.

"If you're wanting to specialise in skin, I'd keep an eye out for sunburn cases," Cremsden suggested. "They're fairly endemic around here, particularly in Northerners who move over without appreciating that the difference is more than wearing lighter clothing a lot of the time and I don't believe there's really that much monitoring done in terms of how many of our cases end up with longer term issues. There's some interesting work to be done there if it would appeal to you."

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 


"That's a really good idea. We do get more than our share of burns sometimes. It's even worse in some of the riders, have you noticed? I wonder if it is because when they aren't flying a Fall they dress like the rest of us, but are up where there's no shade. Nothing but clouds between them and the sun. I had one in the other day asking for cream for a burn, and you could just tell they had done this several times before. There were scars from blisters. So I gave them a large bottle of sun cream." This was something that she had been looking into for a while. There were sunburns nearly everyday around the weyr. And these people, most of them ought to know better.

Cremsden laughed. "You might have a point with them being higher up, but I'm betting a large part of it is riders being riders," he predicted. "They expect Fall to be what kills them off eventually, so they consider themselves basically immune to everything else. They might not think it consciously but you dig under the skin of most riders and they consider Thread to be about this dangerous--" he waved a hand about shoulder-height "and everything else to be about this dangerous--" this time just above the table "and thus not a risk even worth spending time thinking about." He grinned ruefully. "You might think the pain would stop them but eh. Riders. Doesn't hurt as much as a score, not worth bothering about."

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

Alyx couldn't help a chuckle at Cremsden's delivery. And in a way she did agree with him, some of the riders she knew really didn't think much of other kinds of pain. She'd seen riders with broken bones in their hands, who hadn't come in when it happened cause 'eh it's just a little pain' Then of course, things had to at times be rebroken and set straight, which lead to more pain, and more recovery time. And sometimes even some loss of feeling.

"Yea I've seen some of that too Cremsden. But I've also seen crafters do some of the same kinds of things, so I think it's just a people thing. They don't want to admit to needing a healer. Heck I've done it when I was younger, and I ought to know better!" Alyx was willing to admit her failings in that way at least.  

Then there was a little poof of air behind her, and her bronze flit Ardy was there. As she turned to greet the flit, her face went from happy and enjoying the conversation, to worried. Ardy was quite upset, and it took her a moment to get him to land on her arm. There was a message tied to his collar. Once he landed, and she removed the message, the flit, who wasn't normally too affectionate while they were in the infirmary, pressed himself up against the girl's side. Alyx didn't stop him either. She rolled open the note, reading it, the color drained from her face. This couldn't be right, it couldn't...

On Fri, Aug 17, 2018 at 1:14 PM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

"That's a really good idea. We do get more than our share of burns sometimes. It's even worse in some of the riders, have you noticed? I wonder if it is because when they aren't flying a Fall they dress like the rest of us, but are up where there's no shade. Nothing but clouds between them and the sun. I had one in the other day asking for cream for a burn, and you could just tell they had done this several times before. There were scars from blisters. So I gave them a large bottle of sun cream." This was something that she had been looking into for a while. There were sunburns nearly everyday around the weyr. And these people, most of them ought to know better.

Cremsden laughed. "You might have a point with them being higher up, but I'm betting a large part of it is riders being riders," he predicted. "They expect Fall to be what kills them off eventually, so they consider themselves basically immune to everything else. They might not think it consciously but you dig under the skin of most riders and they consider Thread to be about this dangerous--" he waved a hand about shoulder-height "and everything else to be about this dangerous--" this time just above the table "and thus not a risk even worth spending time thinking about." He grinned ruefully. "You might think the pain would stop them but eh. Riders. Doesn't hurt as much as a score, not worth bothering about."

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 


Alyx couldn't help a chuckle at Cremsden's delivery. And in a way she did agree with him, some of the riders she knew really didn't think much of other kinds of pain. She'd seen riders with broken bones in their hands, who hadn't come in when it happened cause 'eh it's just a little pain' Then of course, things had to at times be rebroken and set straight, which lead to more pain, and more recovery time. And sometimes even some loss of feeling.

"Yea I've seen some of that too Cremsden. But I've also seen crafters do some of the same kinds of things, so I think it's just a people thing. They don't want to admit to needing a healer. Heck I've done it when I was younger, and I ought to know better!" Alyx was willing to admit her failings in that way at least.  

Then there was a little poof of air behind her, and her bronze flit Ardy was there. As she turned to greet the flit, her face went from happy and enjoying the conversation, to worried. Ardy was quite upset, and it took her a moment to get him to land on her arm. There was a message tied to his collar. Once he landed, and she removed the message, the flit, who wasn't normally too affectionate while they were in the infirmary, pressed himself up against the girl's side. Alyx didn't stop him either. She rolled open the note, reading it, the color drained from her face. This couldn't be right, it couldn't...

Cremsden read her face even if he didn't know the reason for it. He looked at her for a long minute and then, without a word, got up to shut the study-room door, placing the sign on the outside that said it was in use right now. Then to the klah pot and he quietly poured himself another mug and Alyx one with several spoons of sweetener, placing it next to her hand before he sat back down.

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

Alyx didn't even seem to register that he had moved, staring at the note, her eyes flicked back and forth, reading it, and rereading it. Shock, a distant part of her mind whispered, this is shock. Realizing that she took a deep breath, tried once to talk, but her throat had closed, and she couldn't get a sound out. It was from her old friend, Micel. Her eyes started to blur, and tears slipped out, as she wordlessly held the note out to Cremsden. It read...

'Dear Alyx,
I am so sorry, your grandfather was so sick.
 You know how he's been this last year.
 I think he didn't want to fight any more.
I am glad Ardy came when he did,
Argen left some things for you, 
but they are too big for Ardy to carry.
Let me know when you can whether you
want to come for them, or have us send them.
Send Ardy for me if you need anything.

Micel

On Sat, Aug 18, 2018 at 11:46 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Alyx couldn't help a chuckle at Cremsden's delivery. And in a way she did agree with him, some of the riders she knew really didn't think much of other kinds of pain. She'd seen riders with broken bones in their hands, who hadn't come in when it happened cause 'eh it's just a little pain' Then of course, things had to at times be rebroken and set straight, which lead to more pain, and more recovery time. And sometimes even some loss of feeling.

"Yea I've seen some of that too Cremsden. But I've also seen crafters do some of the same kinds of things, so I think it's just a people thing. They don't want to admit to needing a healer. Heck I've done it when I was younger, and I ought to know better!" Alyx was willing to admit her failings in that way at least.  

Then there was a little poof of air behind her, and her bronze flit Ardy was there. As she turned to greet the flit, her face went from happy and enjoying the conversation, to worried. Ardy was quite upset, and it took her a moment to get him to land on her arm. There was a message tied to his collar. Once he landed, and she removed the message, the flit, who wasn't normally too affectionate while they were in the infirmary, pressed himself up against the girl's side. Alyx didn't stop him either. She rolled open the note, reading it, the color drained from her face. This couldn't be right, it couldn't...

Cremsden read her face even if he didn't know the reason for it. He looked at her for a long minute and then, without a word, got up to shut the study-room door, placing the sign on the outside that said it was in use right now. Then to the klah pot and he quietly poured himself another mug and Alyx one with several spoons of sweetener, placing it next to her hand before he sat back down.

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 

Cremsden didn't look surprised. No Healer made it past a few turns into Journeyman without knowing what loss looked like.

"Bit of a shock, sweetheart," he offered, voice sympathetic but matter of fact. "Take a moment to breathe. Here now," he offered her a clean handkerchief. "Just breathe a minute. Door's shut, no-one's going to break in and disturb you, no need to worry about that."

On Sat, Aug 18, 2018 at 7:18 PM, Alyx <scottish.wolfecary@...> wrote:
Alyx didn't even seem to register that he had moved, staring at the note, her eyes flicked back and forth, reading it, and rereading it. Shock, a distant part of her mind whispered, this is shock. Realizing that she took a deep breath, tried once to talk, but her throat had closed, and she couldn't get a sound out. It was from her old friend, Micel. Her eyes started to blur, and tears slipped out, as she wordlessly held the note out to Cremsden. It read...

'Dear Alyx,
I am so sorry, your grandfather was so sick.
 You know how he's been this last year.
 I think he didn't want to fight any more.
I am glad Ardy came when he did,
Argen left some things for you, 
but they are too big for Ardy to carry.
Let me know when you can whether you
want to come for them, or have us send them.
Send Ardy for me if you need anything.

Micel

On Sat, Aug 18, 2018 at 11:46 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Alyx couldn't help a chuckle at Cremsden's delivery. And in a way she did agree with him, some of the riders she knew really didn't think much of other kinds of pain. She'd seen riders with broken bones in their hands, who hadn't come in when it happened cause 'eh it's just a little pain' Then of course, things had to at times be rebroken and set straight, which lead to more pain, and more recovery time. And sometimes even some loss of feeling.

"Yea I've seen some of that too Cremsden. But I've also seen crafters do some of the same kinds of things, so I think it's just a people thing. They don't want to admit to needing a healer. Heck I've done it when I was younger, and I ought to know better!" Alyx was willing to admit her failings in that way at least.  

Then there was a little poof of air behind her, and her bronze flit Ardy was there. As she turned to greet the flit, her face went from happy and enjoying the conversation, to worried. Ardy was quite upset, and it took her a moment to get him to land on her arm. There was a message tied to his collar. Once he landed, and she removed the message, the flit, who wasn't normally too affectionate while they were in the infirmary, pressed himself up against the girl's side. Alyx didn't stop him either. She rolled open the note, reading it, the color drained from her face. This couldn't be right, it couldn't...

Cremsden read her face even if he didn't know the reason for it. He looked at her for a long minute and then, without a word, got up to shut the study-room door, placing the sign on the outside that said it was in use right now. Then to the klah pot and he quietly poured himself another mug and Alyx one with several spoons of sweetener, placing it next to her hand before he sat back down.

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



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Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)




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Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.


Alyx
 

Alyx was grateful for that at least. She took the handkerchief and dabbed at her eyes. She tried so hard to be calm and collected around other people. Especially patients, and though she had known for years that he would die. It was still a shock when it happened. She didn't even get to see him. And it was that that hurt the most. She'd planned to ask for a few days off to go see him when she got back from the Gather. Then she'd done something so embarrassing at the Gather and had needed a couple days to recover. Now she wished that she had gone anyways. She tried her best to breathe, slow breaths in and out. But it didn't do much for the ache inside. After swallowing hard a couple times she managed to get out in a hoarse whisper.

"Sorry, it's just he's the only family I have...had. He raised me."

On Sun, Aug 19, 2018 at 4:31 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
Cremsden didn't look surprised. No Healer made it past a few turns into Journeyman without knowing what loss looked like.

"Bit of a shock, sweetheart," he offered, voice sympathetic but matter of fact. "Take a moment to breathe. Here now," he offered her a clean handkerchief. "Just breathe a minute. Door's shut, no-one's going to break in and disturb you, no need to worry about that."

On Sat, Aug 18, 2018 at 7:18 PM, Alyx <scottish.wolfecary@...> wrote:
Alyx didn't even seem to register that he had moved, staring at the note, her eyes flicked back and forth, reading it, and rereading it. Shock, a distant part of her mind whispered, this is shock. Realizing that she took a deep breath, tried once to talk, but her throat had closed, and she couldn't get a sound out. It was from her old friend, Micel. Her eyes started to blur, and tears slipped out, as she wordlessly held the note out to Cremsden. It read...

'Dear Alyx,
I am so sorry, your grandfather was so sick.
 You know how he's been this last year.
 I think he didn't want to fight any more.
I am glad Ardy came when he did,
Argen left some things for you, 
but they are too big for Ardy to carry.
Let me know when you can whether you
want to come for them, or have us send them.
Send Ardy for me if you need anything.

Micel

On Sat, Aug 18, 2018 at 11:46 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Alyx couldn't help a chuckle at Cremsden's delivery. And in a way she did agree with him, some of the riders she knew really didn't think much of other kinds of pain. She'd seen riders with broken bones in their hands, who hadn't come in when it happened cause 'eh it's just a little pain' Then of course, things had to at times be rebroken and set straight, which lead to more pain, and more recovery time. And sometimes even some loss of feeling.

"Yea I've seen some of that too Cremsden. But I've also seen crafters do some of the same kinds of things, so I think it's just a people thing. They don't want to admit to needing a healer. Heck I've done it when I was younger, and I ought to know better!" Alyx was willing to admit her failings in that way at least.  

Then there was a little poof of air behind her, and her bronze flit Ardy was there. As she turned to greet the flit, her face went from happy and enjoying the conversation, to worried. Ardy was quite upset, and it took her a moment to get him to land on her arm. There was a message tied to his collar. Once he landed, and she removed the message, the flit, who wasn't normally too affectionate while they were in the infirmary, pressed himself up against the girl's side. Alyx didn't stop him either. She rolled open the note, reading it, the color drained from her face. This couldn't be right, it couldn't...

Cremsden read her face even if he didn't know the reason for it. He looked at her for a long minute and then, without a word, got up to shut the study-room door, placing the sign on the outside that said it was in use right now. Then to the klah pot and he quietly poured himself another mug and Alyx one with several spoons of sweetener, placing it next to her hand before he sat back down.

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Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



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Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)




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Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



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Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)


Laura Walker
 

"It happens." Cremsden said, and then looked as though he would rather that hadn't come out of his mouth. "Not the dying I mean. The getting upset. Happens to us all. Is there a friend or someone you'd like to have fetched?"

On Sun, Aug 19, 2018 at 9:21 PM, Alyx <scottish.wolfecary@...> wrote:
Alyx was grateful for that at least. She took the handkerchief and dabbed at her eyes. She tried so hard to be calm and collected around other people. Especially patients, and though she had known for years that he would die. It was still a shock when it happened. She didn't even get to see him. And it was that that hurt the most. She'd planned to ask for a few days off to go see him when she got back from the Gather. Then she'd done something so embarrassing at the Gather and had needed a couple days to recover. Now she wished that she had gone anyways. She tried her best to breathe, slow breaths in and out. But it didn't do much for the ache inside. After swallowing hard a couple times she managed to get out in a hoarse whisper.

"Sorry, it's just he's the only family I have...had. He raised me."

On Sun, Aug 19, 2018 at 4:31 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:
Cremsden didn't look surprised. No Healer made it past a few turns into Journeyman without knowing what loss looked like.

"Bit of a shock, sweetheart," he offered, voice sympathetic but matter of fact. "Take a moment to breathe. Here now," he offered her a clean handkerchief. "Just breathe a minute. Door's shut, no-one's going to break in and disturb you, no need to worry about that."

On Sat, Aug 18, 2018 at 7:18 PM, Alyx <scottish.wolfecary@...> wrote:
Alyx didn't even seem to register that he had moved, staring at the note, her eyes flicked back and forth, reading it, and rereading it. Shock, a distant part of her mind whispered, this is shock. Realizing that she took a deep breath, tried once to talk, but her throat had closed, and she couldn't get a sound out. It was from her old friend, Micel. Her eyes started to blur, and tears slipped out, as she wordlessly held the note out to Cremsden. It read...

'Dear Alyx,
I am so sorry, your grandfather was so sick.
 You know how he's been this last year.
 I think he didn't want to fight any more.
I am glad Ardy came when he did,
Argen left some things for you, 
but they are too big for Ardy to carry.
Let me know when you can whether you
want to come for them, or have us send them.
Send Ardy for me if you need anything.

Micel

On Sat, Aug 18, 2018 at 11:46 AM, Laura Walker <shewhoguards@...> wrote:

Alyx couldn't help a chuckle at Cremsden's delivery. And in a way she did agree with him, some of the riders she knew really didn't think much of other kinds of pain. She'd seen riders with broken bones in their hands, who hadn't come in when it happened cause 'eh it's just a little pain' Then of course, things had to at times be rebroken and set straight, which lead to more pain, and more recovery time. And sometimes even some loss of feeling.

"Yea I've seen some of that too Cremsden. But I've also seen crafters do some of the same kinds of things, so I think it's just a people thing. They don't want to admit to needing a healer. Heck I've done it when I was younger, and I ought to know better!" Alyx was willing to admit her failings in that way at least.  

Then there was a little poof of air behind her, and her bronze flit Ardy was there. As she turned to greet the flit, her face went from happy and enjoying the conversation, to worried. Ardy was quite upset, and it took her a moment to get him to land on her arm. There was a message tied to his collar. Once he landed, and she removed the message, the flit, who wasn't normally too affectionate while they were in the infirmary, pressed himself up against the girl's side. Alyx didn't stop him either. She rolled open the note, reading it, the color drained from her face. This couldn't be right, it couldn't...

Cremsden read her face even if he didn't know the reason for it. He looked at her for a long minute and then, without a word, got up to shut the study-room door, placing the sign on the outside that said it was in use right now. Then to the klah pot and he quietly poured himself another mug and Alyx one with several spoons of sweetener, placing it next to her hand before he sat back down.

--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)




--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.



--
Have fun with any of my characters. Alyx, Lerian (candidates), Vayka (Healer), J'hen, D'vik, Teyra, Cotai (Riders), Rotasta (AWLM)




--

Blackadder: I mean, what about the people that do all the work?
Baldrick: The servants.
Blackadder: No, me; *I'm* the people who do all the work.