05-16-2018, 10:17 AM
There are many names in history
but none of them are ours.
lilyspoise ♕ the typhoon ♕ budding flower ♕ tags
Beatrice hadn't even crossed the border? Huh-- that meant that some Tanglewood rats were trespassing. Disgusting.
"Let Pincher know you didn't cross the border. He'll probably want to know that they were on our territory." The tabby said, biting back her own hesitance. Pincher and her had a... weird kind of friendship. Well-- could she even call it that? She was pretty sure he didn't like her, but she had yet to severely mess up anything, so at least he could trust in her healing skills. Nonetheless, it was probably best if Beatrice was the one to notify him, because Lil herself was already an unfavorable option.
The topic shift was well-received, in all honesty. Lil was glad to be brought out of more dreary topics, even if it was to one that had a somewhat sad tint to it. Healing was her solace, her space in reality that was away from reality. She liked to heal and felt confident in it -- she was good at it -- and medicine was the only thing left that hadn't abandoned it. Not that it really could, though, but that was beside the point.
"In a past life, I was a healer. It was more magic-based then, because I was in a different kind of universe, but when I entered this world I found herbs and felt... drawn to them, in a way. Medicine has always been something I enjoyed practicing." Lil explained, smiling softly. "I was the youngest in my family-- I was the youngest in a family of fighters. They needed someone to patch up their wounds, and the job fell to me."
Admittedly, Lil wasn't half as good at healing before she turned to her darkest life path to date, but at least she took something positive away from that time of her life. She regretted it more than anything, but that didn't mean she didn't take some sort of sick pride in her handiness with scissor blades. As of late, nobody had questioned why she seemed to always have a pair or two on her, which she was rather grateful for. They likely assumed it was for her medical practicing -- either that, or it was just commonplace to carry weapons around here. Either way, it worked in her favor.
"Let Pincher know you didn't cross the border. He'll probably want to know that they were on our territory." The tabby said, biting back her own hesitance. Pincher and her had a... weird kind of friendship. Well-- could she even call it that? She was pretty sure he didn't like her, but she had yet to severely mess up anything, so at least he could trust in her healing skills. Nonetheless, it was probably best if Beatrice was the one to notify him, because Lil herself was already an unfavorable option.
The topic shift was well-received, in all honesty. Lil was glad to be brought out of more dreary topics, even if it was to one that had a somewhat sad tint to it. Healing was her solace, her space in reality that was away from reality. She liked to heal and felt confident in it -- she was good at it -- and medicine was the only thing left that hadn't abandoned it. Not that it really could, though, but that was beside the point.
"In a past life, I was a healer. It was more magic-based then, because I was in a different kind of universe, but when I entered this world I found herbs and felt... drawn to them, in a way. Medicine has always been something I enjoyed practicing." Lil explained, smiling softly. "I was the youngest in my family-- I was the youngest in a family of fighters. They needed someone to patch up their wounds, and the job fell to me."
Admittedly, Lil wasn't half as good at healing before she turned to her darkest life path to date, but at least she took something positive away from that time of her life. She regretted it more than anything, but that didn't mean she didn't take some sort of sick pride in her handiness with scissor blades. As of late, nobody had questioned why she seemed to always have a pair or two on her, which she was rather grateful for. They likely assumed it was for her medical practicing -- either that, or it was just commonplace to carry weapons around here. Either way, it worked in her favor.
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[div style="letter-spacing: -1px; font-size: 16pt; font-family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; color: #353E84;"]II. THE HIGH PRIESTESS
this card in the upright position indicates quiet knowledge and wisdom of the unknowable. the high priestess’s inaction is a result of having done all that they can and knowing that the rest is in the universe’s hands. In the reversed position, this card indicates one whose judgement is clouded by stress and uncertainty, always concerned with the lives of others around them.
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lilyspoise ♕ the typhoon ♕ tri-souled ♕ tags