Chaos Plot Reactions!

[thefinaljedi]

Who: Anyone/Everyone affected by Helios' nasty bout of Possession Sickness
What: Picking up the pieces
When: August 11th/12th
Where: Wherever there was bad mojo!
Summary: Apep, an Egyptian god of Chaos, possessed Helios and wrecked havoc. Those involved are going to have to cope with their injuries, mental traumas, and newfound night terrors!
Rating: R, for possible trigger warnings for descriptions of violence and bad language.


Nothing is ever easy for them House 46 folks. Gawddamn!

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[wise_maiden]

[She'd only notice if she were fussing with the mana again. For now, she just remains asleep.]

[corrinesbell]

[Having nothing much to do that morning, Sheena hangs around until she realizes she's given herself a stiff neck. Standing to stretch and walking around a little feels good. Clumsy as she is on occasion, she tries not to run into anything that could fall over and wake Raine up again.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[For awhile, Albert focuses on adjusting to the added weight of the bag, but he soon takes note of Raine's unsteadiness as they make their way to the entrance.]

Was there any estimate for how long you would be feeling like this?

[wise_maiden]

My personal stores of energy are still rebuilding themselves. I'll probably feel more normal in a few days, though the rest of the process... hopefully no longer than a week.

[fleurdesel]

I have never had my hair shorter than my shoulders.

[A carafe of warm water and a bowl set under the chair helps in rinsing out the suds. Adele is careful enough and Sabriel is still enough that it's done neatly.]

I blame my mother and grandmother for it. They've always ha their hair long. Every little LeBlanc girl, and for a short while the one LeBlanc boy, attempted to mimic it. My sisters have since turned to trimming and styling their hair sort but I can't quite bear to part with it.

[thebellthatbinds]

You have such lovely hair Adele, I think you made a good choice in deciding to keep it long.

[Reaching up to brush a droplet or two of warm water from her forehead looks up at the older woman with a soft smile. It was always a pleasure to hear more about Adele's family.]

Ellimere, Sullyn and I all got our hair cut into bobs a couple of years ago, I had been considering doing it again before the graduation ceremony from the College.

[fleurdesel]

It was one of the few times my mother wasn't critical of me, when she'd wash and brush my hair. [She snorts a laugh, soft and wry.] She meant well. I know that now, but at the time...

[She lifts a shoulder and finishes rinsing the lather out of Sabriel's hair, smoothing her fingers along the wet mass of it before pouring a measure of conditioner into her palm.]

That would suit you well, I think. Something angular, a little longer in the front than the back. Very elegant.

[chikaidestroyer]

A few days. [He muses aloud, glancing over to where Astrid waits for them. The horse tosses her head a bit in greeting before calming down again.] Let me put this bag down again and I will help you into the saddle.

[wise_maiden]

Hello, Astrid. [She gives a soft smile to the horse before turning her head back to Albert.] Understood. I'll be ready when you are.

[thebellthatbinds]

It's what's in fashion back home. At least, in Ancelstierre it is; short bobs with waves and curls, but my hair never took the curling too well.

[Sabriel eyes the conditioner curiously as Adele pours a little into her hands.]

It would be functional too, wouldn't get in the way.

[daisy023]

It's just... he was humble. He was a gentleman. He was different from the portraits of my world, but he had the skill. He was also a great drawer.

[Not only that. She usually contains her glee in a way Spartans would tell it. Right now even Adelle would see it.]

I... never got to learn to play music. But it could be something you'd like.

[fleurdesel]

That sounds like how he should be, according to what historical records there are of him in my world.

[She offers Daisy a half smile and considers for a moment. She'd have time enough on her hands in the coming months. Why not?]

I am no Chopin, not by far, but if you still wish to learn how to play the piano I would be more than happy to teach you.

[fleurdesel]

No, but with the right conditioner, such as what I have here, it'll be sleek and straight, framing your face nicely.

[Adele moves her hand around into Sabriel's field of vision, the cream thick, almost a mousse on her palm. Tinged a faint gold by mineral oils and without any fragrance whatsoever, it's the ideal condition for any hair type.]

And that is of the utmost importance.

[thebellthatbinds]

[Sabriel nods as she blinks down at the cream. The faint golden glimmer of the conditioner makes it seem even more luxurious that it really is. Then again, it's been a while since Sabriel last spent some time on herself like this...not since she and a Shifted Adele went shopping months ago.]

We should have an outing sometime...it's been a while since we last did.

[fleurdesel]

With your hair this short, you could probably invest in earrings. Nothing heavy but perhaps light chains in blue and silver? Or feathers.

[She brushes Sabriel's earlobe with her clean hand, nodding to herself. They'd have to go out and find her something cute to wear to match the new haircut.]

Tomorrow afternoon, so you might rest. How does that sound?

[folklorist]

As long as I try my b-best. I suppose that's all I can...d-do.

[ For now anyway. ]

[thebellthatbinds]

That sounds perfect Adele, thank you.

[At the mention of earrings she can't help but think of Touchstone's earrings; two simple golden hoops...gold to fit the Royal family's red and gold colours of course. Hot on the heels of that memory comes a dull pain, an ache that resounds hollowly in her chest. Despite what mix up of emotions there had been regarding Viral she still cared for Touchstone very much...and she missed him.]

I think...could we look for a pair of silver hoops?

[lostinmyway]

That's right. That's all anyone can do.

[So please don't be sad.]

[daisy023]

We can get you settled now, ma'am. I'd love to learn once you do. I usually put two beds together to sleep comfortably, but... Every apartment has three.

... We don't usually need the third one.

[........

She blushes as she says this.]

[fleurdesel]

[Still humming when she rubs her palms together, Adele begins to comb the cream through Sabriel's damp hair, massaging it into her scalp in slow, easy movements.]

I am certain we could find some that would suit you, Petite Cloche.

[fleurdesel]

You share a bed with Keimi?

[She's curious, but not one to pry. That blush was oddly sweet. She'd go so far as to say adorable, even with the juxtaposition of build and demeanor.]

That is very sweet.

[chikaidestroyer]

[He sets the bag down far enough away that Astrid won't stumble into it, then moves into a crouching position next to Raine and the horse.]

Take it easy. We're in no hurry here.

[wise_maiden]

[Raine waits for him to get into place, though she keeps a hand on the edge of the saddle. Slowly she gets into the right positioning for him to give her a boost, trying to keep herself steady.]

[thebellthatbinds]

We'll find some for you too.

[The last time someone else washed her hair was...well, it was when the Charter Sending had done so for her at Abhorsen's house, and it had been nowhere near this gentle or leisurely. The gentle brush of fingertips over her scalp was so relaxing, added with the lingering fatigue from her recovery and the soft hum of Adele's song made it hard to stop herself from dozing.]

[fleurdesel]

Matching earrings?

[Her smile becomes soft and fond as she brushes the last of the conditioned hair from Sabriel's forehead. It's a sweet thought. One she didn't mind in the slightest.]

I'd like that.

[She keeps her voice low and warm, carefully rinsing the cream from Sabriel's hair in time and binding her hair up in a towel shortly afterward. Soaking up the worst of the wet before she starts to trim.]