OPEN | The daylight is almost gone

[mythalenaste]

WHO: Pel and YOU
WHAT: November/Firstfall open post
WHEN: Throughout Firstfall
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Pel has near-constant morning sickness, so if you are squicked by vomit, let me know somehow and I'll spare you.

I

Knitting is a refuge, though it is a trying task as Pel's hand heals. Healers have carefully arranged the bones at each healing, but there is still a great deal of stiffness in her right hand. It makes knitting a slow and imprecise effort. Right now, it's a baby blanket, made of the softest wool she has. The pattern is popcorn, little buds covering every centimeter to make the blanket thicker and warmer.

She can also be found at her regular job during the day, in the library, thoughtfully twirling a pen between her fingers as she studies some ancient text.

At night, she can be found on the battlements, facing the sunset and sending up a quiet prayer.

II

There are some days when Pel is hunched over her desk in the library, cheek against the surface waiting for nausea to lessen.

Some days she doesn't get out of bed.

There is one night when she walks into the tavern from her room above, her face covered with her neck handkerchief and eyes watering. She dashes to the far end of the room, picks up a plate with an abandoned half-eaten boiled egg on it, and flings the egg as far out the window as she can manage, even using some magic to make it go as far as possible. Face still covered like she is entering the sulfur pits of the Western Approach, she runs to the other side of the room, then the top of the first flight of stairs, before at last daring to breathe, suppressing a gag amidst her gasps.

Wildcard

Comments

[mythalenaste]

"That's what we do with our dead. The afterbirth's just good for the soil, that's all."

[justice_is_blond]

"Oh." Oops. Anders ducks his head. "I'm sorry. I didn't know." Maybe he should stick to simple questions instead of speculation when it comes to other people groups.

"Mm." Continuing after he's put his foot in his mouth is always a little rough. "Did you want to go through breathing exercises today, or save that for another visit?"

[mythalenaste]

"...I have to practice breathing?"

[justice_is_blond]

Oh good. Safer ground. Familiar ground. ...Not like putting his foot in his mouth is unfamiliar.

"There will be a lot of pressure, and possibly a point or more when you'll need to stop pushing and simply breathe despite how your body will be telling you to push. If we go over it beforehand, if the rhythm is familiar, you can fall into it more easily."

[mythalenaste]

Pel blinks, eyes going briefly wide, and then nods. She gave him the orders regarding custom, but he must be the one giving orders with regard to anything medical.

"Then I would like to practice now."

[justice_is_blond]

And then he taught and it was awesome.