23 Searing, Year 123
[Closed - Lykos]
As she hauled in her bounty from the Holy City, vividly-coloured skirts swished about her long legs. Dyed red and gold with black stitching that Lia had decided to embroider a dragon with, the cotton fabric neatly hid her sandal-clad feet as it usually did. Hilana was not about to forget the earlier events of the season when the Void monster had attacked the Citadel. She also was not about to forget the warnings Sentinel Phocion had issued. That for the moment, it served their goals to protect Lia, but in the future, it might not. Lykos had offered to purify the Void from her using Negation; it was just a matter of refining the method.
Once he had that down...
Lia could hopefully live a normal life. It might not necessarily be the life of luxury that Athalia - the present one - enjoyed, but they could make it work. Hilana could get them a bigger place once they found Lykos' family in Kalzasi and were no longer remanded to the Citadel. Lia could start her tailoring business, or look after the house, whatever she wanted to do: Hilana brought in enough for both of them as it was, but even if Lia picked up something part-time, it gave her more options to play with in terms of her future. Maybe she would even meet someone. But for now, practice made perfect, and practice was the order of the day. While Lykos was free to leave the Citadel and seek alternate arrangements, Lia could not enter the cities safely without concern of another attack. The goal was to make sure that she could, and that she was simply any other Vastiana. It would just take time.
Hilana had chosen her poisons for today wisely. The contents of the vial would induce paralysis, but wouldn't kill the subject outright. Which was probably for the better with the present "victim" of sorts - a desert hare that Hilana had picked up at the market and doused with calming clover to keep it from trying to escape the basket. Her sister was side-eying her. "How comfortable with this are you?" Lia asked her frankly when Hilana set the basket and her rucksack down. She did not have either snake with her today; Tiaz and Fiya were both in the middle of a shed, and Tiaz was also digesting a meal. There was also the fact that her chunky noodles made the poor Rathari's nose go off, and not in a good way. Hilana would rather he was able to concentrate and focus on the task at hand rather than get distracted by her pets.
"I believe in Lykos' ability to do this," Hilana smiled at her. Lia put down her embroidery, sitting back in her chair, a slight frown on her face. She understood that Hilana's training from botanist-herbalist also involved botanist-poisons, and she didn't necessarily like it. Still, she wouldn't deny that the skillset made sense, and in a place like Solunarium, it might very well be invaluable... even if it made others uncomfortable. "He's ready. Aren't you?" she beamed at the demigod Rathari, lining up a number of vials on the table in a rack from her her bag. For once, no food first. Food after... rather than risk a mix-up.
[Closed - Lykos]
As she hauled in her bounty from the Holy City, vividly-coloured skirts swished about her long legs. Dyed red and gold with black stitching that Lia had decided to embroider a dragon with, the cotton fabric neatly hid her sandal-clad feet as it usually did. Hilana was not about to forget the earlier events of the season when the Void monster had attacked the Citadel. She also was not about to forget the warnings Sentinel Phocion had issued. That for the moment, it served their goals to protect Lia, but in the future, it might not. Lykos had offered to purify the Void from her using Negation; it was just a matter of refining the method.
Once he had that down...
Lia could hopefully live a normal life. It might not necessarily be the life of luxury that Athalia - the present one - enjoyed, but they could make it work. Hilana could get them a bigger place once they found Lykos' family in Kalzasi and were no longer remanded to the Citadel. Lia could start her tailoring business, or look after the house, whatever she wanted to do: Hilana brought in enough for both of them as it was, but even if Lia picked up something part-time, it gave her more options to play with in terms of her future. Maybe she would even meet someone. But for now, practice made perfect, and practice was the order of the day. While Lykos was free to leave the Citadel and seek alternate arrangements, Lia could not enter the cities safely without concern of another attack. The goal was to make sure that she could, and that she was simply any other Vastiana. It would just take time.
Hilana had chosen her poisons for today wisely. The contents of the vial would induce paralysis, but wouldn't kill the subject outright. Which was probably for the better with the present "victim" of sorts - a desert hare that Hilana had picked up at the market and doused with calming clover to keep it from trying to escape the basket. Her sister was side-eying her. "How comfortable with this are you?" Lia asked her frankly when Hilana set the basket and her rucksack down. She did not have either snake with her today; Tiaz and Fiya were both in the middle of a shed, and Tiaz was also digesting a meal. There was also the fact that her chunky noodles made the poor Rathari's nose go off, and not in a good way. Hilana would rather he was able to concentrate and focus on the task at hand rather than get distracted by her pets.
"I believe in Lykos' ability to do this," Hilana smiled at her. Lia put down her embroidery, sitting back in her chair, a slight frown on her face. She understood that Hilana's training from botanist-herbalist also involved botanist-poisons, and she didn't necessarily like it. Still, she wouldn't deny that the skillset made sense, and in a place like Solunarium, it might very well be invaluable... even if it made others uncomfortable. "He's ready. Aren't you?" she beamed at the demigod Rathari, lining up a number of vials on the table in a rack from her her bag. For once, no food first. Food after... rather than risk a mix-up.