TEXT - Anonymous

[everyrosehasits]

I need something else to concentrate on.

What do you do when you think you like someone?

How can you be sure?

And if you are sure, how do you proceed?

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[everyrosehasits]

[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?

[foulhussy]

[ 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.

[everyrosehasits]

[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.

[foulhussy]

[ 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.

[everyrosehasits]

[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]

[foulhussy]

[ 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?

[everyrosehasits]

[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.

[foulhussy]

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

Good... good.