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05.Apr.21, 02:22 AM
Casa shifted carefully after drinking the latest concoction, curling in on herself and hoping she wouldn’t hurl it back up. Her stomach hurt. Everything hurt. She didn’t think she’d ever spent so much time puking in her life, and wanted it to be over. The puking – not her life. Groaning softly, Casa lifted her bland gaze to look at Zelana, blinking before risking a yawn. She still worried she’d spontaneously start projectile vomiting.
“What do you mean?” Casa asked softly, before chuckling lowly at the next question, managing to give Zelana a coy smirk. “I know many things,” she teased gently, wishing her stomach felt better and all the associated muscles would stop aching. She hadn’t puked in a while now, long enough that the aching soreness was very much annoying her. She felt Thallyath’s exasperation, though whether it was at her internal bitching, or her playing dumb at Zelana’s questions, Casa wasn’t sure. But she’d needed a moment to come up with a suitable response.
At the time, Casa hadn’t considered the repercussions of saving Zelana’s life from the poison they’d been dosed with, it had been second nature once she realised what was happening. Besides, Casa wasn’t so heartless as to let the other girl just die to hide her secrets. Unfortunately, that meant she had to use her brain – which was not cooperating – to come up with a suitable reason for why she’d realised they were being poisoned, and how to counteract it so quickly. Casa knew spilling the fact that she’d been getting lessons in poisons and other herbal concoctions wouldn’t be her best move in general, never mind the spike in deaths from just such things lately.
“When we were kids in Katila,” she said after a few moments, shifting to try and get more comfortable. “We were all pretty heavily versed in what plants were known to be poisonous, and what to do if we ate it by accident.” Which wasn’t a lie, but it did make it sound like she had paid a lot more attention as a child than she really had. Besides, Casa couldn’t recall any of her friends eating any of the poisonous plants back in the day. Zelana didn’t need to know that, though. “It was just… second nature, I guess.” Which was true, but not for the reason she’d given. It should work, though. Casa rubbed her face, and then brushed her hair away. Hopefully Zelana wouldn’t ask why Casa had had the charcoal concoction on hand.
“What do you mean?” Casa asked softly, before chuckling lowly at the next question, managing to give Zelana a coy smirk. “I know many things,” she teased gently, wishing her stomach felt better and all the associated muscles would stop aching. She hadn’t puked in a while now, long enough that the aching soreness was very much annoying her. She felt Thallyath’s exasperation, though whether it was at her internal bitching, or her playing dumb at Zelana’s questions, Casa wasn’t sure. But she’d needed a moment to come up with a suitable response.
At the time, Casa hadn’t considered the repercussions of saving Zelana’s life from the poison they’d been dosed with, it had been second nature once she realised what was happening. Besides, Casa wasn’t so heartless as to let the other girl just die to hide her secrets. Unfortunately, that meant she had to use her brain – which was not cooperating – to come up with a suitable reason for why she’d realised they were being poisoned, and how to counteract it so quickly. Casa knew spilling the fact that she’d been getting lessons in poisons and other herbal concoctions wouldn’t be her best move in general, never mind the spike in deaths from just such things lately.
“When we were kids in Katila,” she said after a few moments, shifting to try and get more comfortable. “We were all pretty heavily versed in what plants were known to be poisonous, and what to do if we ate it by accident.” Which wasn’t a lie, but it did make it sound like she had paid a lot more attention as a child than she really had. Besides, Casa couldn’t recall any of her friends eating any of the poisonous plants back in the day. Zelana didn’t need to know that, though. “It was just… second nature, I guess.” Which was true, but not for the reason she’d given. It should work, though. Casa rubbed her face, and then brushed her hair away. Hopefully Zelana wouldn’t ask why Casa had had the charcoal concoction on hand.
