deernet | TEXT - Anonymous

True, but my mind is telling me awful things this month. I've been trying and trying to convince myself that I'm only seeing things, but it's still difficult. Like someone to help?

like what?

to protect you if its dangerous.

That I have bugs crawling all over me and even in me, like I've turned into a honeycomb. I'm fairly sure I'm only a danger to me at this point.

fucking hell thats some horrifying shit
you gonna be okay?

I hope so? I'm not entirely soon. It was only a couple of months ago when I was seeing mushrooms everywhere. Now this.

my blood heals this month.

maybe i could do something with it.

Really? You'd do that?

yeah

Thank you. Where should I meet you?

if you can't leave your house shouldn't it be there?

Yes. Of course. Allow me to send you the directions.

[and about five minutes later, directions to a house in Gaze pop up]

[ Halfway there, Kainé remembers that she responded to Rose anonymously, that even in their previous conversation, there was no opportunity for Rose to know her name or who she was. Shit.

Well, she'll just have to work that out when she gets there. About half an hour later, there's a knock at Rose's cottage, and a brusque introduction when she opens the door. ]

Yo. I'm Kainé. I'm the chick from the network.

[ooops. but she felt that she had to make the initial post anonymous, given that she was new at the whole being attracted to girls thing.

she darts on over to the door, opening it wide for Kainé. the scent of spiced cider is heavy in the air]

--oh! Yes, yes, the woman who said she could help me not see the insects anymore. Please, come in. Would you like some mulled cider?

[ Kainé must be quite the sight to her, still dressed in her longcoat, heavy boots, and gloves. She might not be on a hunt right now, but she's still a hunter and the instinct to protect herself never leaves her.

She steps inside, and takes a sniff. ]

Don't think I've ever had. I'm good, though. I just need to give you a bit of blood.

[ She'd really like to have some, but the self-denial is reflexive. ]

[it's a look she's become relatively accustomed to since it seemed as though most people dressed in similar styles. though, she's not sure how easy to maintain an outfit it will be once summer comes.

the air is heady with the scent of apples and spice]

If you're sure? I have plenty. But, yes, how should we proceed with that?

[ That smell... it makes her nostalgic for something she'd never had. She wants to ignore it, but it's hard. She doesn't want to admit the weakness. ]

You drink it. It's gross, but it works. I'll cut myself, and my blood power will let me seal the wound when I'm done. There shouldn't be much pollution, but if you got incense, you might wanna start burning some.

[admitting weakness is never easy. goodness knew Rose had her own difficulties with it]

As long as it works, that's the important part. I do have incense, though, let me fetch it quickly.

[and she goes into the fairly modern kitchen, rummaging around in a cabinet for a little while, then pulling out a couple of sticks of incense. she goes to light them in the wood-burning stove in the living room, setting them in a holder on the endtable]

All right, I'm as ready as anything.

[ Kainé waits, statue-still as Rose produces the incense and lights it, still trying to ignore the tantalizing smell of apples and spices. It's a relief when the scent of incense joins them, signals that it's time to simply focus on the task at hand.

She draws a knife from a sheathe on her belt, knicks her thumb with the edge. A fat droplet of dull green Vileblood oozes out, the room smelling quite suddenly of flowers. She holds out her hand. ]

Drink up, then.

[she'd never actually used incense until she came here. her mother had some rather unflattering thoughts about such things, but her mother will never again get to dictate her life to her and Rose couldn't be happier for it.

she'd heard that Vileblood smelled like flowers, but the actual scent was extraordinary, like a flower garden.

Rose takes Kainé's hand, drinking the blood and feeling oddly like a vampire]

[ There isn't very much that comes out, even with the tendency of sleepers to bleed excessively. It's not as though she struck a vein, after all, and she doesn't know exactly what she should be doing. Kainé just wraps a couple fingers around the base of the bleeding one, constricting circulation to force more blood out.

Hopefully this will be enough to give Rose a little relief, at least for now. She pulls her thumb away, uses her blood magic to seal the tiny cut. ]

Feel better?

[it doesn't have the awful, coppery taste that "ordinary" blood had. in fact, it tastes as floral as it smells.

but she's careful to not take too much, just enough to hopefully ease her mind.

and it seems to have worked]

Thank you. I really can't thank you enough.

[ She nods curtly, but the tension drains out of her face. She was able to protect somebody after all. ]

Good... good.

TEXT - Anonymous

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(CW: insects, holes in skin)

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