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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
Michael Leunig. The Curly Pyjama Letters.

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Give me a few hours, I'll get something in after classes today.
*Stares at Crimmy like a dog that's looking at someone eating a steak*
Ahnasha's recollection of course added up to Janius' version. Ariel found herself grinning at such an extraordinary set of circumstances. That wasn't to say that she held the actions of Fendros and Ahnasha against them both, in fact it had turned out to be fulfilling for them at this point.

The recommendation to move shifted Ariel's mood to apprehension. She was quite comfortable where she had set up. Ahnasha's second point, however, turned her apprehension into a realisation, then fear. When Ahnasha finished speaking, Ariel stared at the fire for a moment, her mouth opening and closing as if she kept losing the words she was going to say. Her face wasn't showing a terrified fear, but somewhat overwhelmed all the same. "Oh, why did I not consider that?" Ariel leaned forward and put the tips of her fingers against her forehead, then curled her fingers into fists against her head and closed her eyes. "I'm so stupid, of course I would be the only one outside of the coven who would know the way in and out." Ariel tried not to raise her voice so she wouldn't disturb anyone, but she was clearly upset. After a silent pause, Ariel's fists opened and she covered her mouth and nose with both hands, looking into the fire with wide eyes. She breathed in quite audibly, then spoke with a tone that sounded hollowed as it emanated from behind her hands, "You're right. I'm doomed if I don't move." She lowered her hands to her knees and tried to take a deep breath in through her nose to try and calm down. "Where would I go? I wouldn't be safe anywhere on Vvardenfell," She said, thinking out loud, "I would have to take a boat somewhere. Sail to the mainland, or around it to somewhere else. Mainland Morrowind might be an option, but it is always under threat from something or another, never enough protection without the legion around now. Black marsh, I would die rather quickly trying to get to a city there. Skyrim, I was never one for the cold, and they hate witches there. I could try Cyrodiil, I don't know how much work there'll be for an alchemist though. Maybe I should look further?" Ariel grunted through her nose frustratedly, she was noticing herself talking faster and faster and she had to stop and close her eyes for a moment.

"I'm sorry, this is all a lot to think about at once," Ariel said in a slower, more gathered tone. Albeit it was a gravelly tone, the sudden worry had made her realise just how tired she was, and it was no use fussing over her hair too much longer. She managed a smile towards Ahnasha and began to get up, "I think I should get some sleep before I consider my life turning upside-down." When she stood up, Ariel stayed by Ahnasha for a moment longer, putting her hand on Ahnasha's upper arm, "Thank you for the company, Ahnasha. I'll see you in the morning." With that she strode off to her bedroll.

While she walked, facing away from the campfire, Ariel's smile turned into a thoughtful frown that lasted right up until she fell asleep. Ariel considered not only what Ahnasha said about moving to escape the coven, but also about taking more risks and getting out into the world. She hadn't considered it before, taking more risks and opportunities. Up until now she had been comfortable with her routine at the shop. She didn't think she was avoiding risks out of fear, but maybe she just didn't know as much until she was told.
"Quite appropriate," Ariel responded happily.

At Ahnasha's question, Ariel paused and her smile lowered, but didn't disappear. "I suppose I have occasionally thought about it. Never in any depth though." Ariel continued to try and get more water out of her hair, angling her head to one side as she did. "I always had it in my mind that I would probably fall in love, get married and find a better place to live first, but such ideal things don't always come. The shop normally keeps me quite busy, and I've never been especially... well..." Ariel's smile faded almost completely and she looked down, "... I've fallen in love before, but it's never been reciprocated." She looked up again, her smile reappearing, "I don't let it bother me, though. It's never been a high priority for me, and even then, I'm sure fate has something in store."

Ariel went from wringing her hair to putting her fingers through it to try and work out any knots. Her face occasionally twitched as her hair resisted, but she still payed attention. "From what Janius described, it doesn't sound like your motherhood was a planned event. Was that right?"
Mirasi and Rhazii, right? Sorry, I was busy today.
Everyone getting out of the pool seemed to signal the night's conversations coming to an end. Once Lorag stepped out, both Janius and Ariel exchanged glances for a moment, considering whether they wanted to leave just yet.

"A big day tomorrow." Janius broke the new silence.

"Yes," Ariel replied.

Janius reached an arm over his opposite shoulder and pointed to the fire. "We should probably..."

"Yes," Ariel nodded, before beginning to get up to exit the pool.

Janius followed suit and they sat quietly by the fire for a little longer with everyone else until they were sufficiently dry. Ariel and Janius might have liked to talk some more, but the warm water had made them so tired that they were both looking forward to sleeping. Janius especially, as before they obtained the thrall he had been taking watches. As Ahnasha waited for her fur to dry and everyone else retired, Ariel stayed up with Ahnasha for a little longer to wring out her own hair. By the looks of both of them they were not long out of their bedrolls, but there was a bit of time left to pass.

"Have you thought of any names for the child?" Ariel asked curiously.
Nice work landing a job, Blazey. What duties have you got?
"I see." Ariel's tone sounded consoled, but her face still held concern. She followed Meesei's eyes and looked across the room. Her gaze landed where Sabine had settled down and now appeared to be asleep. "I just hope that she's not missing out."

"She doesn't much seem to open up to anyone, least of all strangers," Janius added, "In fact, you've been the recipient of most of the words I've heard her say in the past few weeks. I'm not sure how well she would socialise with strangers."

Ariel kept looking over at Sabine while she spoke, "Perhaps someone closer to her age could encourage her out of her shell. Someone to... someone to relate to, maybe." Ariel sighed, "She's just so full of fear and anxiety. I can see it in her eyes. Young ones tend to be like that, but Sabine... she has been through much. I do hope she eventually learns to interact more." Ariel turned back to the rest of them in the water and smiled with resignation, "I suppose that is something that will probably happen on its own." She looked at Meesei, "If the Hist trees can help with her anxiety, maybe she will start talking more."

Taking a turn in expression, Ariel looked up and addressed everyone with a more optimistic tone. "I am very glad that she has a family such as yours, though." She said, smiling at each of them, "When I asked her about you all, she spoke very highly. Very lovingly. After her traumas, I think a loving family has been one of the best things for her."

"She said as such? Even about me?" Janius asked with a lowered brow. He always felt as if he treated Runt hard sometimes. Her lack of affection -on any level- didn't help the impression that he had about Sabine's disposition towards him.

Ariel looked at Janius and nodded. "Even you. You're a big brother to her." She then looked to Ahnasha, "And you're a big sister. And you two," She looked at Meesei and Lorag, "She didn't specifically mention mother and father, and... well neither of us have ever really had a mother or a father, but from what she said." Ariel leaned her head forward, "You two seemed to fit the description for all intents."
Oh laudy, flashbacks of Final Fantasy XIV dungeons are coming back. Many hours were spent raging at how the attack telegraphing wouldn't help when you had as much lag as my friends and I did xD.

Also be advised, I'm going to see Gojira with a few friends in about twenty minutes. Not sure if we'll be hanging out for the rest of the afternoon, but yeah, I probably won't get another IC post in for a few hours.
Six hours? Holy hell, I hope you got a toilet break.
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