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Trost District / Start the Morning Right (Mitabi)
« on: March 19, 2018, 01:14:21 AM »
Arkin was an early riser. He did not mind. He could get more work done in the early morning. Mostly his remedies. Someone always needed a salve for Wall Burn or something for a headache or a stuffy nose or a cough. Arkin did not like to step on the medics toes - but he was faster, required no forms, and could handle most nonlethal injuries and ailments. He reasoned he was freeing them up to deal with the really dangerous maladies and such.

His quarters were cluttered with bundles of dried herbs, pots filled with sweet and not so sweet smelling oils, boxes of seeds, and strips of linen. It smelled like an apothecary shop. Sharp and sweet at the same time.

Running his hands through the tangle of his blonde hair, Arkin rose from his bed and dressed. He was not on duty today, so he threw on a pair of old pants and a simple pullover.  He cleaned himself up in his basin and took a moment to look out his window. The sun was just starting to peep out.

He knew who the first people at his door would be this morning. Mitabi and...Linda? Lily? Arkin was sure it started with an L. He had met her a few times before. He had seen her and Mitabi go into Mitabi’s quarters the night before. That was fairly typical. Mitabi was popular with women and normally had a...friend...over once a week or so. That seemed so exhausting to Arkin - but he always figured to each their own.

Rubbing the last of the sleep from his eyes, Arkin started to work. He scooped the needed seeds from a box and into the mortar he kept on his desk. Arkin crushed them and carefully poured the powder into an envelope. In his wide but neat handwriting, Arkin had written the instructions on the envelope. He was pretty sure...the young lady...knew what to do...but he tended to err on the side of caution. On a small scrap of paper that he slipped into the envelope, he had also written the address of his parent's shop. Just in case the remedy did not work.

That finished, he set it aside and began to work on a cough syrup. He shared a wall with Anka and had heard her coughing through the night. There was something going around the barracks and it looked like it was her turn. His mixture was foul tasting - but it certainly calmed coughs.

"Come in," Arkin called softly, looking up when he heard a tap on the door.

"Good morning," he said simply, offering Mitabi and the young lady a smile. "It's nice to see you again miss."

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Training Corps Barracks & Grounds / Sullied Snow (Ian)
« on: March 18, 2018, 08:15:52 PM »
Winter, 831ish

“We know what your mother does!” Arkin just had time to raise his eyebrows in a question before one of the other cadets, a tall boy with hair the color of a dull coin, sucker punched him in the mouth. The metal taste of blood filled his mouth and Arkin was knocked back a few steps - though he managed to stay on his feet despite the ground being slick with ice and slush.

Arkin had been outside, simply walking from the girls barracks back to the boys in the fading light of dusk. Anka had asked for his help with some issues she and a few of the other girls were having. It was a simple remedy and he had passed it to her through one of the windows. He had been crunching his way back through the snow when the two boys had cornered him.

“We know what she does,” the boy said again.

He knew what the boy was talking about. It was a well-known secret what his mother and grandmother would do for girls and women who needed a certain kind of help. Most people who knew were fairly neutral on it. Some were very much in agreement it was a needed service. And some were very very opposed. Some violently it seemed.

Arkin opened his mouth to say something in return but the other boy, shorter with a stockier build, grabbed him and twisted his arms behind his back. Arkin could not help but grunt in pain as he felt his muscles pull unnaturally. Before he could make any other noise, the taller boy socked him in the stomach. Arkin felt the air rush out of his lungs and the bile rise up his throat - blood dribbling from his mouth.

Unable to get words out, Arkin braced himself for the next punch while struggling as best he could against the grip of the boy holding his arms.

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