The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 Just now, Lotus Blossom said: "Chest pains. Much of them. Far too much to bear." She coughed. "And bleeding. I cough blood. I cannot breathe." She looked pained. "I can rarely ever breathe. My heart- and head- hurts so." She turned her head back, searching for some servant or maid. "Someone, get me my over clothes! A dress, or even simply a corset and petticoat. Something to make me-" She gasped for air. "-decent." She lost consciousness and fell limp in Cedric's arms. Quote Agh sorry I don't really know what a doctor from this period would do in this situation.
SmilingPanda19 Any! Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 Just now, Lotus Blossom said: "Chest pains. Much of them. Far too much to bear." She coughed. "And bleeding. I cough blood. I cannot breathe." She looked pained. "I can rarely ever breathe. My heart- and head- hurts so." She turned her head back, searching for some servant or maid. "Someone, get me my over clothes! A dress, or even simply a corset and petticoat. Something to make me-" She gasped for air. "-decent." She lost consciousness and fell limp in Cedric's arms. He doesn’t know what to say, his mouth hangs open. He just cradles her in his arms. ”Sweet Mae it’s okay….” He whispers anxiously. A servant rushes over with a blanket wrapping her up in it to at least help. “Please help-“ he says to the Doctor.
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 2 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: Quote Agh sorry I don't really know what a doctor from this period would do in this situation. Quote okay probably 1. ofc put her in bed and hold ice over her forehead 2. bleed her: either by cutting slits in her arms or placing leeches on her arms (they believed the disease ran in the blood) 3. medicine- he would probably prescribe some type of pill or liquid medicine that he has 4. they used mercury and applied that to areas of pain 5. they might try to add religious aspects of exorcism (like smoking fumes in the room and saying prayers) 6. warm meals, stew, and chocolate! (they believed chocolate had medicinal purposes, and also would only let patients eat warm soups or stews that were in a broth. this was actually because patients were commonly dehydrated and felt faint from all the loss of blood, so they would have a headache and they found that the best way to cure this was by feeding more liquids to them- they didn't know it was because of the bleeding procedures)
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 (edited) Just now, Lotus Blossom said: Quote Would you rather skip forward to when she's recovering and presume some of those things have been done? @SmilingPanda19 Edited January 8, 2024 by The Aspiring Archivist
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 1 minute ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: Quote Would you rather skip forward to when she's recovering and presume some of those things have been done? Quote Sure- the bleeding process continued for a week or more so maybe we can skip to her in bed, feeling faint but recovering? Panda, any thoughts? @SmilingPanda19
SmilingPanda19 Any! Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 11 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said: @SmilingPanda19 Quote Sure. Whatever
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 13 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said: @SmilingPanda19 As Mae reached the point of recovery, she slowly began to feel Envoy's familiar presence again.
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 8 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: As Mae reached the point of recovery, she slowly began to feel Envoy's familiar presence again. Mae smile weakly from her bed. 'Where are you?" She said softly. Her handmaiden was positioned next to her, caring for her as she recovered. "Who?" Mae turned to her, "Don't trouble yourself, dear." The handmaiden simply nodded and went back to her chore... Ironing, it seemed.
SmilingPanda19 Any! Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 16 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said: Mae smile weakly from her bed. 'Where are you?" She said softly. Her handmaiden was positioned next to her, caring for her as she recovered. "Who?" Mae turned to her, "Don't trouble yourself, dear." The handmaiden simply nodded and went back to her chore... Ironing, it seemed. Cedric is pacing around his room silently. He is lost in thought. If the world was perfect… this would of never happened. He slowly reaches for his flask, stopping halfway through. No. You know what happened last time. Last time he drank too much he almost tumbled down the stairs with her in his arms. Just don’t drink too much. He picks up the cold metal flask in between his fingers, bringing it up to his lips and letting it drain its glorious poison into his throat. He sets it down on his bedside stand, it slightly lighter than when he picked it up. It seeps into his mind and his veins, like a puppet, pulling the strings to control everything he doesn’t in the background. It was what drove him these days, he doesn’t have a mind of his own, he’s controlled by what he has allowed to take over. Alcohol. Power. Love. He looks to the door and walks down the hall, lightly knocking on her door. ”Love?” He whispers.
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 3 hours ago, Lotus Blossom said: Mae smile weakly from her bed. 'Where are you?" She said softly. Her handmaiden was positioned next to her, caring for her as she recovered. "Who?" Mae turned to her, "Don't trouble yourself, dear." The handmaiden simply nodded and went back to her chore... Ironing, it seemed. There was no response to that question. Only the strange foreignness of the room around her, and the slight chill of an outside breeze from a window.
Through the Living Elan He/Him Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 23 hours ago, Ravenclawjedi42 said: Aubrey crossed her arms and turned to Owen. “Do you know him?” @Invisible Owen nods. "Calix." He says. "We were schoolboys together."
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 11 hours ago, SmilingPanda19 said: Cedric is pacing around his room silently. He is lost in thought. If the world was perfect… this would of never happened. He slowly reaches for his flask, stopping halfway through. No. You know what happened last time. Last time he drank too much he almost tumbled down the stairs with her in his arms. Just don’t drink too much. He picks up the cold metal flask in between his fingers, bringing it up to his lips and letting it drain its glorious poison into his throat. He sets it down on his bedside stand, it slightly lighter than when he picked it up. It seeps into his mind and his veins, like a puppet, pulling the strings to control everything he doesn’t in the background. It was what drove him these days, he doesn’t have a mind of his own, he’s controlled by what he has allowed to take over. Alcohol. Power. Love. He looks to the door and walks down the hall, lightly knocking on her door. ”Love?” He whispers. "I'm alright, Cedric," she replied in a honeyed, pleasant voice. She took a sip from her herbal tea. "I'll be downstairs for an early supper half past six. Would you care to join me?" 7 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: There was no response to that question. Only the strange foreignness of the room around her, and the slight chill of an outside breeze from a window. Mae delicately folded over her bed's sheets and carefully stepped up. Her handmaiden's head snapped to her and she immediately went up to assist her, but Mae simply waved her aside. She walked up to the window, looked down, and breathed in the cold air. Then, she shut it, and went back to her bed. "Not too brave today, are we?" she spoke in a hushed tone. The handmaiden turned back to her half-mindedly, but quickly went back to work. She had grown accustomed to this, and was beginning to even think her mistress to be going insane.
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 8, 2024 Posted January 8, 2024 1 minute ago, Lotus Blossom said: "I'm alright, Cedric," she replied in a honeyed, pleasant voice. She took a sip from her herbal tea. "I'll be downstairs for an early supper half past six. Would you care to join me?" Mae delicately folded over her bed's sheets and carefully stepped up. Her handmaiden's head snapped to her and she immediately went up to assist her, but Mae simply waved her aside. She walked up to the window, looked down, and breathed in the cold air. Then, she shut it, and went back to her bed. "Not too brave today, are we?" she spoke in a hushed tone. The handmaiden turned back to her half-mindedly, but quickly went back to work. She had grown accustomed to this, and was beginning to even think her mistress to be going insane. She felt the cold brush against her again, and realized that the window was still open. It hadn't been opened, as that would have made noise and caught her attention with the motion. But it was open nonetheless.
SmilingPanda19 Any! Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 16 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said: "I'm alright, Cedric," she replied in a honeyed, pleasant voice. She took a sip from her herbal tea. "I'll be downstairs for an early supper half past six. Would you care to join me?" Mae delicately folded over her bed's sheets and carefully stepped up. Her handmaiden's head snapped to her and she immediately went up to assist her, but Mae simply waved her aside. She walked up to the window, looked down, and breathed in the cold air. Then, she shut it, and went back to her bed. "Not too brave today, are we?" she spoke in a hushed tone. The handmaiden turned back to her half-mindedly, but quickly went back to work. She had grown accustomed to this, and was beginning to even think her mistress to be going insane. Cedric lowers his fist from the door, still outside. His voice lowers to a soft mumble. ”That would be lovely dear…” he steps back and shakes his head, heading down the hall and into his office. He moves a couple papers aside, looking for a letter.
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 35 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: She felt the cold brush against her again, and realized that the window was still open. It hadn't been opened, as that would have made noise and caught her attention with the motion. But it was open nonetheless. The handmaiden hadn't noticed. Mae again stood up, and began to search casually through her closet. Swiftly, her handmaiden stood and selected an appropriate gown, modest enough, and a deep blue color. It was satin, not frilly lace, so it was categorized as evening attire. Appropriate for a light supper, seeing as she wouldn't be enjoying cocktails after the meal in the drawing room. She looked at herself in the mirror as she clasped a necklace onto her neck that was a silver chain in nature but embedded with deep blue sapphires, matching her dress. She wore dangling sapphire earrings that were the same as her necklace, and began to apply makeup. "You're pale, miss," Her handmaiden remarked as she tightened her corset. "I know." "Would you like something, miss?" "No, Cosette, thank you." Mae continued to stare at herself while she spoke, without making eyecontact with the increasingly nervous handmaiden. "Well, the doctor sent a telegraph. He will come again tomorrow, and then once more in a fortnight to bleed you." "Is that so?" "Yes, I think it will do you much good. You've been strange lately, miss." "Have I been?" She was absent-minded, speaking through her lips at a mutter. Moments later, Cosette finished arranging Mae's gown and was waved off back to her work. Mae turned back to the window and sat by it, reserved and calm as she looked outside, letting the cold air blow her sleeves carelessly. "Who are you, Envoy?" she said in a whisper, letting the words form and leave her lips without breaking her easy gaze outside. "What was that?" her handmaiden asked. "Pardon? Oh. I wasn't aware I was saying anything at all, really." Her handmaiden walked over to her and shut the window. "Miss, there's a chill." "Thank you, Cosette. I will be off to supper now." "Of course, miss." 19 minutes ago, SmilingPanda19 said: Cedric lowers his fist from the door, still outside. His voice lowers to a soft mumble. ”That would be lovely dear…” he steps back and shakes his head, heading down the hall and into his office. He moves a couple papers aside, looking for a letter. Mae stepped outside onto the creaky victorian wood. Cosette had accompanied her, holding her white gloved hand for stability. Mae was still pale and sickly looking, but was able to walk, though she appeared tired. As servants saw their mistress appear, two more came to assist her as she walked down the stairs. "Cedric?" she asked, "Cedric, god save you, sir. I do hope you haven't been drinking too much this evening."
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 1 minute ago, Lotus Blossom said: The handmaiden hadn't noticed. Mae again stood up, and began to search casually through her closet. Swiftly, her handmaiden stood and selected an appropriate gown, modest enough, and a deep blue color. It was satin, not frilly lace, so it was categorized as evening attire. Appropriate for a light supper, seeing as she wouldn't be enjoying cocktails after the meal in the drawing room. She looked at herself in the mirror as she clasped a necklace onto her neck that was a silver chain in nature but embedded with deep blue sapphires, matching her dress. She wore dangling sapphire earrings that were the same as her necklace, and began to apply makeup. "You're pale, miss," Her handmaiden remarked as she tightened her corset. "I know." "Would you like something, miss?" "No, Cosette, thank you." Mae continued to stare at herself while she spoke, without making eyecontact with the increasingly nervous handmaiden. "Well, the doctor sent a telegraph. He will come again tomorrow, and then once more in a fortnight to bleed you." "Is that so?" "Yes, I think it will do you much good. You've been strange lately, miss." "Have I been?" She was absent-minded, speaking through her lips at a mutter. Moments later, Cosette finished arranging Mae's gown and was waved off back to her work. Mae turned back to the window and sat by it, reserved and calm as she looked outside, letting the cold air blow her sleeves carelessly. "Who are you, Envoy?" she said in a whisper, letting the words form and leave her lips without breaking her easy gaze outside. "What was that?" her handmaiden asked. "Pardon? Oh. I wasn't aware I was saying anything at all, really." Her handmaiden walked over to her and shut the window. "Miss, there's a chill." "Thank you, Cosette. I will be off to supper now." "Of course, miss." Mae stepped outside onto the creaky victorian wood. Cosette had accompanied her, holding her white gloved hand for stability. Mae was still pale and sickly looking, but was able to walk, though she appeared tired. As servants saw their mistress appear, two more came to assist her as she walked down the stairs. "Cedric?" she asked, "Cedric, god save you, sir. I do hope you haven't been drinking too much this evening." Envoy's presence grew stronger as the day passed, an efficient reminder every time she walked into a room that took to long to place or lost her sense of presence in the building. It was less a haunting and more a careful, uncertain approach.
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 1 hour ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: Envoy's presence grew stronger as the day passed, an efficient reminder every time she walked into a room that took to long to place or lost her sense of presence in the building. It was less a haunting and more a careful, uncertain approach. Mae stumbled, and Cosette caught her. "Are you alright, miss?" "No," she said darkly. "Pardon?" "Yes, fine, thank you," she muttered as she regained balance and walked over to the dining table. "Is something upsetting you, miss?" "No, Cosette. I just wonder..." "Yes?" "Oh, no matter. I was simply wondering if we may have an unexpected guest arrive for supper this evening." "Oh, why of course we would shut them out immediately. Tell them you are ill. You are ill, miss. You shouldn't be attending social parties until the doctor allows." "No, Cosette. Let him in. If my suspicions are correct, and he even does arrive at all. He is welcome at this table." "If you say, miss." "Also," Mae added. Cosette paused. "Social parties are my only life. I need to attend as many as possible. It is essential for me to survive, you see. I have much in mind, Cosette." Mae continued. "Is it true, miss? Are you marrying the master?" "I have much in mind." Mae repeated, in a tone that made clear that the conversation was cut. She simply curtsied slightly and left. Mae sat down in her chair.
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 5 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said: Mae stumbled, and Cosette caught her. "Are you alright, miss?" "No," she said darkly. "Pardon?" "Yes, fine, thank you," she muttered as she regained balance and walked over to the dining table. "Is something upsetting you, miss?" "No, Cosette. I just wonder..." "Yes?" "Oh, no matter. I was simply wondering if we may have an unexpected guest arrive for supper this evening." "Oh, why of course we would shut them out immediately. Tell them you are ill. You are ill, miss. You shouldn't be attending social parties until the doctor allows." "No, Cosette. Let him in. If my suspicions are correct, and he even does arrive at all. He is welcome at this table." "If you say, miss." "Also," Mae added. Cosette paused. "Social parties are my only life. I need to attend as many as possible. It is essential for me to survive, you see. I have much in mind, Cosette." Mae continued. "Is it true, miss? Are you marrying the master?" "I have much in mind." Mae repeated, in a tone that made clear that the conversation was cut. She simply curtsied slightly and left. Mae sat down in her chair. In perfect time, there was a knock at the door.
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 1 hour ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: In perfect time, there was a knock at the door. Mae smiled weakly and began to get up, but a servant ushered her to sit. Cosette walked briskly to the door. She adjusted her apron, then opened it with a smile. "Welcome to our home, sir. May I take your coat?" It was the automated welcome that all servants were taught.
Ravenclawjedi42 Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 5 hours ago, Invisible said: Owen nods. "Calix." He says. "We were schoolboys together." “Mm. Do you know what he’s doing here?”
Through the Living Elan He/Him Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 Just now, Ravenclawjedi42 said: “Mm. Do you know what he’s doing here?” "I have no idea." Owen says. "What are you doing here?" @SmilingPanda19 Spoiler WHY DO I HATE CALIX SO MUCH.
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 1 minute ago, Lotus Blossom said: Mae smiled weakly and began to get up, but a servant ushered her to sit. Cosette walked briskly to the door. She adjusted her apron, then opened it with a smile. "Welcome to our home, sir. May I take your coat?" It was the automated welcome that all servants were taught. "No thank you," Envoy said. He walked in, and waved at Mae.
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 21 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said: "No thank you," Envoy said. He walked in, and waved at Mae. "Take a seat," she said smiling, gesturing to the table. "Cedric should be here in any moment."
The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 3 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said: "Take a seat," she said smiling, gesturing to the table. "Cedric should be here in any moment." He sat, watching her. "How do you feel?"
SmilingPanda19 Any! Posted January 9, 2024 Posted January 9, 2024 38 minutes ago, Invisible said: "I have no idea." Owen says. "What are you doing here?" @SmilingPanda19 Hide contents WHY DO I HATE CALIX SO MUCH. Quote Oops I'm sorry is my writing bad? Is he really that bad? ill get to all this stuff in the morning. Sorry, it's late.
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