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Capable ([personal profile] herwords) wrote in [community profile] fairynuff 2015-07-15 04:33 pm (UTC)

I don't know what I'm doing

The crowd had been too much. The noise had driven her out and the promise of green things out the window had lured her away from the feast and out into the cool night.

The damp in the air was delicious on her skin, and for long hours Capable sat in silence in a dark window and looked and listened and just breathed. Tomorrow when the sun rose, she'd go down there among the Green.

But soon she feels the pangs of hunger begin to stir in her belly, not willing to be ignored when she knows there enough food to feed all the Wretched in the world within this very fortress. It's easy to return to the feast- she follows the sounds of revelry.

...and the sound of someone wretching. That's an all too familiar sound, and she goes out of her way to see if there's anything she can do to help. The corridors are dark, and she even make out if it's a man or a woman emptying themselves onto the floor.

"Shall I fetch you some water?" She soothes a hand over their back, gentle so as not to startle them. "This is no way to enjoy a feast."

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