Got the windows down and my fingers crossed
It's quite the production for a small blade of wood, but she knows how things can fester and irritate, and with something like this, it might either work itself out after days of annoyance, or infect her further, and she isn't patient enough to endure either or see which undesired path it'd take. She needs her hands, and sometimes carving it out hurts more in the moment, but heals quicker, especially when you've got a friend with the means to speed up the latter.
The hands are one of the spots that bleeds readily, same as the face, and despite the generally small area she'd sliced into, it bleeds fiercely. "Thanks Thorn," she murmurs, reaching for the rag he offers as she turns back around. "Suppose I ought to grab the mop after this," she simpers, glancing briefly down to see how many droplets she might have scattered, although she trusts the House sees its fair share of fluids daily, which she doesn't doubt includes a bit of blood here and there.
As Thorn offers out his hand, the healing magic humming in wait, she thrusts her injured palm readily towards him. The warmth of his ability is immediate, and slowly she pulls the rag away as the skin begins to knit back together beneath the gilded cut. "See," she points out to him. "You're simply the best friend a girl could ask for."
The hands are one of the spots that bleeds readily, same as the face, and despite the generally small area she'd sliced into, it bleeds fiercely. "Thanks Thorn," she murmurs, reaching for the rag he offers as she turns back around. "Suppose I ought to grab the mop after this," she simpers, glancing briefly down to see how many droplets she might have scattered, although she trusts the House sees its fair share of fluids daily, which she doesn't doubt includes a bit of blood here and there.
As Thorn offers out his hand, the healing magic humming in wait, she thrusts her injured palm readily towards him. The warmth of his ability is immediate, and slowly she pulls the rag away as the skin begins to knit back together beneath the gilded cut. "See," she points out to him. "You're simply the best friend a girl could ask for."
Colt
Just lookin' for a brand new way to get lost
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
