Re: 01.03: The Blue Sails Warehouse (Arui, Nathan)
The woman looked Nathan up and down then nodded once curtly. "Bring him in. Grab one of the furs from the corner and put it on the bed."
To Mikel, she said, "Sit on the bed. Take off your shirt. Shut Up. Don't talk."
The inside was cramped, a one room shop stuffed with dried herbs and poultices, powders and ungents. There was a sturdy cot in one corner, and
Mikel protested. "It's my ear. Why do I have to take my shirt off?"
"What did I just say?" The healer shot back. When Mikel clamped his lips shut, she continued, as she bustled around the cramped inner chamber.
"Do I tell you how to wield a sword? Maybe a should. I told you, you take a job with the Blades, sooner or later, they'll burn you. Sweet Magram. If you keep touching it, it'll get infected--Your ear I mean--Just stop moving!"
She grabbed a stone bowl and moved her lips in a weird chewing gesture as he selected various plants from the ceiling, turn one one or the other just so to check color, coarseness. She drew a small ritual circle at a little desk in the corner and looked over at the doorway where Nathan and Arui were still standing. "You're still here? Why? Shut up. I don't want to hear it. He'll be fine. Now go away. He's going to whine and scream like a baby. Too much of a man to want anyone to see that."
Well, that wasn't quite the personality I'd envisioned for her when I began... Guess she's taken on a life of her own.
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