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Date Posted: 16:29:23 04/28/02 Sun
Author: Hala
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Re: Blushes.
In reply to: Ketan 's message, "Blushes." on 15:42:03 04/28/02 Sun

Hala hears the rustle in the bushes and judges that Ketan's going away from her. Giggles quietly and returns to the spring. Holds the pot underwater for another minute then grabs it out, full. Looks around for a minute. Puts the pot down in the soft dirt, looking through the underbrush. Spots the herb that makes up the brew that Rashi gave to Ketan and grabs a handful. Puts it in the pouch at ger side, then grabs the pot and heads back to the house.

Walks back into the house, her arms sore from the heavy pot. Puts it down heavily next to the dying fire and gently fans it back to life. The pot begins to boil and she looks at it in surprise. Not wanting it that hot, she moves it farther from the fire. Digs through the pouch at her side before finding the herb, and puts it into the leather kettle as the water in it begins to boil again.

Sweeps her curtain aside and looks at her disarrayed 'chambers' in despair. Sighs and looks around the common room again. Spots an unsused woven rug in the 'corner' and grabs it. Moves her furs aside and places the rug over the earth. Smiles slightly and moves the furs back on it, arranging them in a vaugely rectangular pattern. Stands up and leaves to explore.

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