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We cannot let ourselves get frozen into regarding everyone we do not know as an absolute stranger.
[Early afternoon of Monday, May 3 (day 337)]
[The General Store]
Don't have much t'say to Amanda, but I don't mind listening. She's been on about her mother spending time with someone, talking in circles 'round it. Wouldn't take it for anything save she's not usually so on about the matter. She set it aside when folk were in store, though, and with the new cloth came in over the weekend, that's often enough.
She's stepped out, though taking her for back soon; it's only that Jenna's done her time at the Apothecary and came by, and the two went out t'speak and'm guessing maybe to go by the Cockaigne. Ought not be overlong; light as Amanda seems sometimes, she's working sound and I trust she'll be back.
Quiet for a moment, and I take up a dustcloth. The store's clean, but there's dust of threads on the counter, and could do worse than tidy up while I've a moment.
[Open to Lannie]
[The General Store]
Don't have much t'say to Amanda, but I don't mind listening. She's been on about her mother spending time with someone, talking in circles 'round it. Wouldn't take it for anything save she's not usually so on about the matter. She set it aside when folk were in store, though, and with the new cloth came in over the weekend, that's often enough.
She's stepped out, though taking her for back soon; it's only that Jenna's done her time at the Apothecary and came by, and the two went out t'speak and'm guessing maybe to go by the Cockaigne. Ought not be overlong; light as Amanda seems sometimes, she's working sound and I trust she'll be back.
Quiet for a moment, and I take up a dustcloth. The store's clean, but there's dust of threads on the counter, and could do worse than tidy up while I've a moment.
[Open to Lannie]
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He's seeing patients so its a good time to hit the store for supplies. Smile as I open the door. something normal again, shopping.
It's easy enough to sniff out the things I need, so I walk past the counter, looking around..... Glass?! Why's she...
"Hi Glass, long time no see. How's everything? You guys all right? Hope she knows 'You guys' means her, the baby, Iago, that Dorian guy. Her and the baby look alright. Well, the baby is still there at least and she doesn't look sick... Why's she wiping the counter though? I'm all for working and she's capable enough but I didn't know she worked here.
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Well, then.
"Hear he's well enough," I say, "and me, 'm much the same." Finish clearing the dust of thread and cloth off the counter, set elbows on it. "How've you been since you killed Verdi?" Well, since more'n that, but am sure's bloody hell not interested in speaking to what that bitch of the moment did. Just talking of what led up to it, that I can keep a voice mild for.
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Hear? Huh? Lucien didn't say anything about them... And I know Glass wouldn't appreciate me asking.
"How've you been since you killed Verdi?"
Feel the small body hairs on me prickle a little as I tense.
Dunno how to answer that. So I shrug."Took a little vacation, alright now, I guess," I smile. I always did like her straight forward manner. Least you always know where you stand. "I'm sorry, Glass. Didn't know that was going to happen," I say apologetically, bowing my head a little. Didn't really know what was happening, but its done. Still need to find out though. Just sorry other people got dragged into it.
"What you doing here?" I look around. Yeah, I'll get most of what I need here. My stomach growls at the though of food.
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"Not your fault," I say, touch tired, shrugging one-shouldered. "'sides, way I heard speak of it, she earnt it from you. What's she after tearing into you for, anyway?"
"What you doing here?"
I indicate the counter, and then catch what she means. "Working Mondays 'n' Fridays," I say. "Not back at the Apothecary yet, but's something to do. And meaning t'stop by Lucien's and sort office papers some, as well."
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I shrug again, "That I still have to find out. She called it helping," I say confused. "Not sure what ideas get into her head sometimes." Some of them were caring and fun. Until she lost her fucking mind.
"Working Mondays 'n' Fridays," I say. "Not back at the Apothecary yet, but's something to do. And meaning t'stop by Lucien's and sort office papers some, as well."
Still confused, I nod. "Glass....what," I stop, biting my lip, "IAre you okay, really?" I look around to make sure its just us, "I know the need to just keep busy and I know Lucien could use the help, but what's up?"
Is she just nervous about the baby?
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"Probably it was," I say dry, "couldn't say if that's for helping anyone else. She had some use for spilling blood, I recall." Such slick clean cuts, and the sewing up of the dead, and all of that to say nothing of Dorian.
Lannie makes mention of not understanding what she was thinking, and I shrug. "Gods." Said much as one of the Thiesses not yet in town'd say hail in growing season, I suppose.
Matter of my working's some surprise to her. "Are you okay, really?" and blink at her, some slight confused. "I know the need to just keep busy and I know Lucien could use the help, but what's up?"
"'m working," I say slow, not sure exactly what of this needs explaining. "And'm well enough. Was getting bored, and Kate was looking for someone t'help with the store," and think her needing it bodes well for her. "And made mention of it to Lucien, he said I'd come by and sort if I cared to. Why?" Fine, yes, I can go without working--remember Dorian complaining until I managed it--but hardly seeing the sense of it.
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My head cocks at what she says, "Huh, I couldn't've imagined her doing any of that until she did." I've never known Glass to lie and don't think she is now, just more thinking of my own stupidity.
Snort at her simple explanation of "Gods." and nod, "I'd imagine you know better than I do." Her father being one and all. Though its not a topic I'm going to bring up. This seems enough.
"'m working," Shit. Hope I didn't pounce where I shouldn't have. "And'm well enough. Was getting bored, and Kate was looking for someone t'help with the store,"
"Good. Good. You look Great," I say taking a step back. "And made mention of it to Lucien, he said I'd come by and sort if I cared to. Why?"
Now I'm confused again."Uhm.. Why what? Why did I ask about you working?" I'm guessing here. Only thing that makes sense. She wouldn't ask me why about anything else. "Never really seen you work and I know, stupid as he is, Iago didn't think you needed to," I shrug. "Not that there's anything wrong with you working... -- because my opinion matters SO much to Glass--... I just though maybe something went wrong with," I glance down at her stomach and then look back up quick and shake my head. "Never mind, not my business anyway. I'm just glad everyone is okay."
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"Uhm.. Why what? Why did I ask about you working?" Nod patiently, waiting to see if the jitter and shake of her mood eases out. "Never really seen you work and I know, stupid as he is, Iago--" and then something over his not thinking I needed to and it's rather set aside in my mood, anger rising dark and thin.
"He is not stupid." Cold as riverstone or earth long-buried, and leave the words to stand alone a moment. "I don't need to work. It suits me." Blow air out between my teeth and try'n wrench my mood closer to civil and further from teeth. "Worked when you knew me, just never at a counter," I add.
"Not that there's anything wrong with you working... I just though maybe something went wrong with," and eyes slip down to my belly and shy up and away again. "Never mind, not my business anyway," and that's sound enough, and I ease off some. Better that than the folk as've been minded to try'n lay hand on me over it; for them, only saying it's never suited me so well to have a smile that's near enough to one of the Shuck's. "I'm just glad everyone is okay."
Dip head in acknowledgement at that. "Call it luck," I say, milder now. "What were you after?"
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Cracking a smile I nod slightly, "You're right, but he can be an ass," I shrug. Its who and what he is. Would be lying if I said it was a bad quality in him.
She talks about the working thing and I nod at that too. "OH, I totally understand that. I like keeping busy. As a matter of fact..." I begin at the same time she asks, "What were you after?"
"Food. And lots of it," I laugh, "You know Lucien keeps barely any in his place?" I should of made a list. "I'm about to change that," I say firmly. Not gonna stay there forever, but the least I can do is cook and clean. That place still smells like burnt cat and meat. I just Don't even want to know.
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"You staying there now, then? And yes, and his spices are a joke," I agree, remembering looking for something for Tez after I cracked his skull open. "You ought go by the Apothecary's well."
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"You staying there now, then? And yes, and his spices are a joke,"
I nod. "For now." Not gonna lie to Glass and there's nothing to lie about. "Ohhh RIGHT! Spices!" I hadn't thought about those. "So, besides a riot, anything else happen while I was away?" Better to ask than go, 'So I heard someone got killed'....
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"Mhm." Think a moment. "Everyone fell asleep for three days and dreamt a nightmare together, 're you here for that?" And I died, but that seems a strange thing to say. Simon knows it, and Kate, but can't speak to who else might've seen and so hold off on the words. "Some tangle of a thing taking after Nanshe. Only Mrs. Connolly dead of it, though. And Derek Granger cut to pieces. And Hermia and Valmont wed, a month back now. That said, Lannie, riot was a month before last I saw of you." Offer her a thin smile. "Aught you care to be telling me?"
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That said, Lannie, riot was a month before last I saw of you. Aught you care to be telling me?"
"I needed to get away," I shrug, "So I left." I try to keep it light and easy going. Was it so long ago? Between being a wolf and then a prisoner, I lost track of time. "Happy to be back, but it didn't feel that long," I explain. "Heard about Derek too, gonna offer Mab my help."
Just the thought of it all and this town makes me wonder if Benedict is really dead. I shudder just thinking about it.
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"Which didn't?" I say dry, taking a step back and measuring the distance between us, height of the counter and my reach and the weight of the scales. Last time someone missing quite so much of sense and sequence came in t'store where I tended counter, I near had my brains beat out. Last time was enough, and her not looking near as stunned as Dorian gives me no ease. "The twomonth since you left, or the threemonth since the riot that happened after you left?" Not like to be the mockingbird bitch, I'm thinking, not so simple a mistake, but what the hell...?
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I'm not gonna hurt you, Glass. After seeing what I did to Verdi, I can't say I blame her questioning that, though.
"The twomonth since you left, or the threemonth since the riot that happened after you left?"
It takes me a minute to catch on to what she's saying.
"OH," I say with a smile. Of course I remember some things before I left, which was after the riot. "I meant after I left, after you saw me. Since I've been gone." I hope that makes sense. Guess the wolf thing isn't helping me make much sense either. "The time didn't feel that long, It seems to go by different when I'm not walking on two legs," I explain. She knows, she's seen it. "Or distracted," I add with a shrug.
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"You 'membered the riot, but just forgot you'd been in town for the it, then?" I say dry. "Love to hear what distracted you that much."
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"No, I remembered I was there for it," I say evenly, "Just everything after Verdi is sort of a blur. But its done and I'm back," I shrug.
"Love to hear what distracted you that much."
Look around the room at that question. I'm sure she would like to know. She's never been one to talk about herself much. Always private. "Well," I say slowly, licking my lips, "First off, I get distracted easy when I'm in the other body." I'm still me but everything is so different. That and gotta watch my ass and not get caught. Did a real good job at that. "Went to a couple towns, weird shit there too. Like hangings and burnings," I explain.
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"First off, I get distracted easy when I'm in the other body," and I nod absent, thinking of John. "Went to a couple towns, weird shit there too. Like hangings and burnings," and I tilt my head, look to her curious.
"What made them strange?" Know there aren't too many burnings near around, far's folk speak of, but a wolf can go a fair distance in two months. And hanging's... alright, not a given, but pretty sure you could get yourself lynched in Dry Run, you put a little effort into it. Not a friendly place.