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06.Apr.12, 10:14 AM
She hadn't missed the 'pretty blonde' who was bustling busily around, and kept giving Jada slanty-eyed glances every once in a while. Jada didn't know what the problem was, but if she wanted to- ow! She gasped, glaring over at Talian. "Ow." she told him, exaggeratedly. He wanted to know how she felt? Like a sack of wherry dung, and she was going to fight his nurse. Talian was stabbing her, and the blonde was pouring what felt like ice water into her wounds, and ugh. Jada shivered, cold. Her mouth opened, keening in pain- and two drops of something bitter and disgusting landed on her tongue. The Harper gagged, making a face. That was disgusting! "Kosis?" Jada asked, not liking the look on Talian's face. That sounded serious. She tried to move her arm, to look at the wound, but seeing the- yeah, she'd leave that work to the healers. Jada wasn't very fond of the sight of gross things, even less so when it came from her own body. Blood was a no-no.
Amber eyes glanced around the room as Valerian started singing, trying to catcha glimpse of him- ah, there he was!- and lips curving at the song he decided to perform. She knew that song, and she knew why he'd picked it. What with Talian on one arm and Blondie on the other, all she could do was try and beam a smile in his direction. It was lazy, her body going limp between the fellis and the song that her mother used to sing. If Valerian had wanted to relax her, he couldn't have done too much better! (The Fellis got no credit.) She heard Talian say something to Allie, but her attention was on Valerian. Come to think of it, had she heard him sing here yet? Or was she the recipient of his first Katilan vocal performance? (That was a flattering idea!)
Flushing, flushing, all the yucky gone away The word flushing was such a strange word. It had a swirly, swishy sound, too...
There was movement around her head, and Jada tilted her chin up to glance at Allendris, peering at him as best she could through her lashes, and the fact that her body was feeling much heavier since the bitter drops into her mouth. It wasn't a bad heavy, but just heavy. His hand brushed over her forehead and she smiled at him, drugged and dreamy. "Allie." she acknowledged. He had something for her? She shook her head. "Uh uh." she told him. It was probably going to be nasty, bitter and sour like the stuff that Breccan had given her. (The Healer woman was not going to be her friend until Jada got the taste out of her mouth.) She heard another voice join in on the song and glanced over. B'jin was going to sing too?
Jada was a child when it came to medicine. She didn't like to take it, and the stuff that Breccan had given her was as bitter as poison. Not that Jada had actually ingested poison knowingly. It was entirely possible, however, that she was correct and the Healers were, in fact, trying to kill her.
Allie's fingers drifted over her flesh, coaxing at her mouth. Jada growled, tried to clench her jaw. She tried to bite him- Nom nom! Chomp chomp! Allendris would have no victory here! Alas, her belligerence came to naught when his fingers (rather deftly, she might add) got her mouth open. No time to sulk- he was administering one drop of nasty tonic. She wasn't going to make this easy! She glared up at him through her lashes, but in the end... Allie's fingers were talented? She lost the battle of jaw strength vs nimble fingers. Two drops, then three, and her mouth got to set itself in a firm pout, nose wrinkled.
Amber eyes glanced around the room as Valerian started singing, trying to catcha glimpse of him- ah, there he was!- and lips curving at the song he decided to perform. She knew that song, and she knew why he'd picked it. What with Talian on one arm and Blondie on the other, all she could do was try and beam a smile in his direction. It was lazy, her body going limp between the fellis and the song that her mother used to sing. If Valerian had wanted to relax her, he couldn't have done too much better! (The Fellis got no credit.) She heard Talian say something to Allie, but her attention was on Valerian. Come to think of it, had she heard him sing here yet? Or was she the recipient of his first Katilan vocal performance? (That was a flattering idea!)
Flushing, flushing, all the yucky gone away The word flushing was such a strange word. It had a swirly, swishy sound, too...
There was movement around her head, and Jada tilted her chin up to glance at Allendris, peering at him as best she could through her lashes, and the fact that her body was feeling much heavier since the bitter drops into her mouth. It wasn't a bad heavy, but just heavy. His hand brushed over her forehead and she smiled at him, drugged and dreamy. "Allie." she acknowledged. He had something for her? She shook her head. "Uh uh." she told him. It was probably going to be nasty, bitter and sour like the stuff that Breccan had given her. (The Healer woman was not going to be her friend until Jada got the taste out of her mouth.) She heard another voice join in on the song and glanced over. B'jin was going to sing too?
Jada was a child when it came to medicine. She didn't like to take it, and the stuff that Breccan had given her was as bitter as poison. Not that Jada had actually ingested poison knowingly. It was entirely possible, however, that she was correct and the Healers were, in fact, trying to kill her.
Allie's fingers drifted over her flesh, coaxing at her mouth. Jada growled, tried to clench her jaw. She tried to bite him- Nom nom! Chomp chomp! Allendris would have no victory here! Alas, her belligerence came to naught when his fingers (rather deftly, she might add) got her mouth open. No time to sulk- he was administering one drop of nasty tonic. She wasn't going to make this easy! She glared up at him through her lashes, but in the end... Allie's fingers were talented? She lost the battle of jaw strength vs nimble fingers. Two drops, then three, and her mouth got to set itself in a firm pout, nose wrinkled.
