un: man's greatest treasure [text]

[reparo]

[While on the boat ride from hell, there's a point in the first night where Hermione decides what the hell, for morale.]

I have mint leaves for anyone who is sea-sick, so please reach out if you would like some. I can float them to your boat. Chewing on peppermint would've been better, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

[There is a pause on her end here, before she writes out the rest:]

For whoever is holding the candles lit, if you are having trouble staying awake or keeping calm, maybe we can exchange stories. Surely if we whisper into our pendants...

Oh, one more thing! Does anyone know how to change the display name on these bloody things?

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un: Black Prince; text / semi-private

[blackscales]

You do not like the name?

[ Listen he cannot help it, it's right there and you drew attention to it.

ANYWAY now that he's teased he flips the feed to private for the rest of this. ]

I have something for you, once we're safely across these waters.

1/3?? public, she was waiting for the chance to ramble

[reparo]

I abhor the name! I'm sure the powers that be thought they were very clever when they used the ending of that saying, but meanwhile I've been walking around projecting myself as some sort of treasure.

[reparo]

For a MAN!

3/5 actually i'm very sorry

[reparo]

Not that I'd expect sympathy from the monarchy about that.

["Black Prince"]

[reparo]

That was meant to be a joke by the way.

5/5 FINALLY private from here

[reparo]

You have something for me.

Private, etc

[blackscales]

[ Oh this was very entertaining to watch. Wrathion cannot help but be amused by how worked up she was. ]

I am unfamiliar with the phrase in question.

[ Just putting that out there, at least partly in case it will trigger another amusing flood of frustration and partly so she doesn't think he automatically agrees with whatever it is? Just felt important to note.

Anyway. ]

I have a book for you, from Taravast.

very private much wow

[reparo]

In its entirety it is: wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure.

What kind of a book?

un: sizhui

[paperbutterflies]

It... the offer of mint leaves is appreciated.

[ He's not sure they will help if cultivation doesn't, but it's appreciated all the same. ]

[reparo]

I'll float some over to you - the offer stands. I just need to see you, raise your hand? Can you see me waving?

[Can you see her STANDING UP IN HER BOAT and WAVING LIKE A LUNATIC, Sizhui? Can you?]

[blackscales]

[ Ah, he sees! Mortals do love to make sweeping declarations. What about dragons and their wit, eh? ]

You don't consider yourself the embodiment of wit?

[ He cannot fully stop the teasing, okay. ]

It's a book on local herbs and their uses. I recalled our discussion about research, and I did say I'd appraise you of my findings. I do try to keep my word.

[paperbutterflies]

I... see you.

[ Sizhui's own attempt to stand up in his boat is very short-lived, before he bends over to throw up again. But at least the white robes that he's donned back should be visible ... ]

[reparo]

[It was long enough to spot him, though. There's a squeak of recognition, before she starts to say:] I see - [No wait, they're running away in silence.]

Okay - coming your way, I saw you!

[She tucks the pendant away, and reaches inside her bag - arm goes in to almost the armpit - summoning the bag where she's stored her fresh mint. And a ball of twine.

She sits back down in the boat, ties three sprigs of mint, leafy and green, together. Then the wand, the Wingardium Leviosa, the focus. Off the bouquet floats, over the waters, over the heads of others, dropping finally in Sizhui's boat.]

[downswing]

( B a b y )


We thank the mistress.

un: absterge

[downswing]

Gratitude. Your reserves will want replenishment on land.

[reparo]

They will, but that's for then. I'm not rationing them out now when they're needed.

1/2

[reparo]

I am not that conceited.

[reparo]

You found a book on local herbs and took it with you? For me?

[downswing]

You are troubled by your candle?

[blackscales]

[ Was this a mistake? Why does she keep clarifying?

Is this somehow inappropriate? Does she think he's implying she's incapable of finding her own books?]

I mean no offence. I only thought it might be useful, but if you have no need of it now I understand.

[reparo]

It's just a candle. I've held heavier books.

[reparo]

No, no! It's not an offense, I'm not offended.
Just surprised.
I didn't think I'd left the best impression to warrant a book.

[blackscales]

Whyever not?

[ She seemed perfectly pleasant to him!

Then again, Wrathion has been said to leave a poor impression himself. ]

[reparo]

It has been implied before that I sound judgemental.

[downswing]

A candle with bind and purpose.