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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[thebellthatbinds]

Something blue...or gold for you and silver for me.

[Once her hair has been bundled up she gives her eyes a quick rub to try and push back the sleepiness. It wouldn't do to fall asleep while Adele was cutting her hair after all. Drawing her hand lightly over the wrapped up towel over her hair she murmurs in more of an idle afterthought than any sort of worry.]

Have you cut hair before?

[fleurdesel]

Gold would get lost in my hair. Blue it will have to be.

[Adele takes a step back, resting her hands on Sabriel's shoulders as she rubs at her eyes and attempts to wake herself. The question pulls a soft chuckle from her.]

I've been trimming my niece's hair as long as she's had it. I don't know why- but she won't go to anyone else. If it's a fancy cut you want I am not the woman to ask, but a simple trim? I can manage.

[daisy023]

[A shy laugh.]

It's become habit. We were about to give it away, but... She's been spending a lot of time with me. She's a great cook, too.

[fleurdesel]

And she is the...petite mermaid, yes?

[That makes the mental image all the more adorable. Adele can't help the smile that comes after.]

[thebellthatbinds]

Blue is good.

[With a small smile Sabriel tips her head back to look up at Adele.]

I think I can understand why she would be so particular. This has...it's been lovely so far, Adele. Very relaxing.

[fleurdesel]

I've six older sisters and they each have at least one daughter each. This much is something I've done for each of them many, many times. LeBlancs are high-strung, they need something like this. I do not mind sharing my experience.

[She huffs a soft laugh and pulls a comb from her pocket, starting to trim once Sabriel was still.]

[thebellthatbinds]

That's a lot of girls.

[For one family it sounds like a lot anyway...it's not like she can really compare her own to Adele's. Sitting still as Adele starts to cut her wings give a little stretch before tucking back in against her back.]

The ladies we used to go see in Bain were never so gentle in their ministrations. They weren't terribly rough either but there were many girls to see to and only so much time.

[fleurdesel]

Some have sons, but girls are the norm for my family.

[It's harder to trim when there's less to trim, but she does what she can to make every cut precise and even. Takes less than she should for each snip- she can always go back over and trim off more. She can't make Sabriel's hair grow back out again.]

It is supposed to be a treat- getting one's hair done. Finding a stylist that understands that can be something of a chore.

[thebellthatbinds]

Not all stylists have the energy to wash and cut over two hundred girls' hair. When I first arrived at the College they took my whole class to get their hair trimmed.

[Turning her hand palm upward Sabriel catches a small lock of hair as its snipped, running a finger over the wet strands.]

When Ellimere and Sullyn and I went it would be, the trip to Bain itself would be a little vacation for the three of us.

[fleurdesel]

I imagine not! [She shakes her head at the idea. Two hundred girls? Ten was the most she could manage and it was usually an all day ordeal.]

Marie and I would return to our father's cottage to spend our breaks- when we had them. Leaving the city rather than visiting.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert carefully rises once Raine has a grip on the saddle, not trusting Raine's strength at the moment for her to toss her leg over to the other side of Astrid.]

How are you doing?

[wise_maiden]

... I'm fine. [She keeps her grip as tight as possible as they rise. Slow, steady.] Just ... a little dizzy.

[chikaidestroyer]

Just hold on and keep your head down. [Trying to look around right now wouldn't help her dizziness at all. He remains patient as he waits for Raine to lean into Astrid in transfer her weight from his hands to the horse's back.]

[wise_maiden]

[Raine does her best to hold on and shift her weight. It takes a little more strength than she had been expecting, but she forces her concentration on it, and on keeping herself balanced.

It'll take another moment for her to be up on the horse completely, but that still leaves the matter of her legs getting in the right position.]

[daisy023]

... The green haired one.

[Not mentioning the chest, given everyone in the Grand Line seems to be too well endowed, apparently.]

[fleurdesel]

I think I have spoken to her in passing once before. Lupin speaks well of her.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Once Raine is off of his hands, Albert straightens completely and walks over to the front so he can pat Astrid and see how she is doing. He gives her a pat on the neck so she will begin slowly walking around.]

Comfortable?

[wise_maiden]

[At first she still holds on tightly, until she gets her feet sorted out. Then she relaxes her grip a little, once Astrid starts moving.]

I'll probably keep my eyes closed for a little longer... but yes, I'm all right.

[thebellthatbinds]

[Sabriel chuckles with a soft smile, happy to listen and exchange stories with Adele to the sound of the quiet snipping of her scissors.]

If it were possible, I would have liked to go back to the Old Kingdom for the Midsummer and Midwinter holidays. Before I had to leave the college I had only been to the House twice when I was a child, but it's beautiful.

[fleurdesel]

[The trimming came along neatly, once she was done with the sides she tilted Sabriel's chin forward so she could continue along her nape.]

It was a bit of a refuge while we lived at home. The one place where we didn't have to drill all day in every subject. There were times when home felt less like a home and more like a private institution designed to churn out Paris' best and brightest. [She snorts.] But the cottage? We didn't have to work. Just...enjoy the sea and our family. Like every other family is able to do normally.

[daisy023]

She deserves it. She's one of the kindest people in here...

[Blushing a little. Then, she stands back to her full height.]

We can get you settled now if you wish, ma'am.

[thebellthatbinds]

It must be wonderful having a house by the sea.

[Sabriel tips her head forward as she's bid, reaching up to brush some of her shortened hair from her forehead.]

Abhorsen's house sits on a small island in the middle of the Ratterlin river, right on the edge of the waterfall which...admittedly makes the passage to the house a little perilous on foot but it's one of the safest places I know of in the Old Kingdom. And it's beautiful.

[fleurdesel]

Of that I have no doubt.

[It's a little surprising to watch her stand- sweet. Shy. And so very, very tall. Even though she didn't know her well Adele already felt at ease. She stands as well and almost huffs a laugh at how very tiny she felt in comparison.]

I would appreciate that.

[fleurdesel]

It was.

[She hasn't been there in years. Henri keeps it tidy for the family, but no one has spent much time there since her father died. It's not the same.]

That sounds lovely Sabriel. Like something out of a myth, really. Is it very quiet or does the waterfall make living there something of a chore?

[thebellthatbinds]

Not at all, there are high walls lining the perimeter of the island in case the river floods and they also block out most of the noise. It really is lovely though, there are vegetable and herb gardens, a small orchard, places to fish...anything you really need you could find there. It's even built over a natural hot spring.

[It's an ideal safe house, protected not only from the harshness of nature but the threat of the Dead. No Dead could cross the rushing waters of the Ratterlin, and the barriers built into the foundations of the house and island itself posed a solid wall to forbid any unwanted entries from Death as well.]