Signs

[Criala 729]

Across the table within the dining room of the Tathvir Hall lay multiple things, most of it in a container to keep it from making a mess of the table. Blood, phlegm, biles and ectoplasm were all in containers. The herbs were laid out on a piece of paper.

 

At the table was a mali’fenn woman. Long white hair pulled back partially to keep it out of the way. Her back was to the wall. After all, she never sat with her back to an open space. Turquoise trailed over each container and herb, a small eyeglass held within her hand.

 

There was a slight noise, almost like the floor creaking. Only a slight falter to what she was doing. Normally, she would have paused fully, head snapping up to see who or what was near. But she was within the family home. It was a place of safety.

 

“What’re you doing, Haelun?”

 

The voice, however, caused Estellise to pull her attention from the herb she'd been looking at. A tall mali stood to her left, hair white, light brown skin and turquoise eyes that matched her own.

 

“Identifying the signs for these.” Estellise motioned to the items set out across the table.

 

“Signs?” Sulion asked, tilting his head ever so slightly as he glanced at each container and each herb upon the table.

 

“Ti.” Estellise nodded her head, turning it to look back at the task at hand.

 

“It’s alchemy.” Another voice reached Estellise’s ears.

 

“Hello, Rhae.” She said, giving a brief glance up, before her focus returned to the items.

 

“Hi, Haelun.” A pale woman with white hair and electric blue eyes was now making her way around the table, skirting around Sulion. “Hi, Sul.”

 

“Hey, sis.” He offered in return, dipping his head to her.

 

Rhaella’s attention was on the containers on the table, a hand reaching out to try to grab one.

 

“Don’t even think about it, Rhaella.” Estellise spoke, without even looking at Rhaella.

 

“I’m not doing anything!” Rhaella continued to reach for one of the containers, the one full of ectoplasm, fingers wiggling at it.

 

“You can’t eat them.” One of Estellise’s hands shot out to swat at Rhaella’s hand, not pulling her attention from what she was doing.

 

“Have you tried?” A cheeky grin spread across her face, though she pulled her hand back. For now at least.

 

“No.” Estellise replied easily, a hint of amusement flashing across her face.

 

“You’re weird, sis.” Sulion shook his head at Rhaella, moving to occupy the seat to Estellise’s right, resting his arms on the table in front of him.

 

“Normal is boring.” Rhaella slipped into the seat to Estellise’s left, her eyes still on the container of ectoplasm.

 

A set of footsteps could be heard, though no voice accompanied them. Just the sound of them, and soon the sound of someone sitting at the head of the table.

 

A pale woman with semi-short white hair, blue eyes and clad in black. A curious gaze drifted over those at the table, then the items spread out across it.

 

Before Estellise could offer an answer, another walked into the room, and her gaze shifted to the doorway. This time, a mali’fenn man with white hair and turquoise eyes. An ‘aheral woman with pale blond hair and blue eyes was being dragged along with him by the hand.

 

“Well, what’s going on here!” Arevthor asked, a bright grin spreading on his face as he made his way to a seat across the table from Estellise, Rhaella and Sulion. He patted the seat beside him for Neia to sit.

 

“Alchemy ingredients. I’m identifying the signs for them.” Estellise, yet again, dropped her attention to the items in front of her. The small eye glass was held up, her head dipping down to look over the previously set down herb.

 

“What sign is this one?” Sulion asked, nodding his head to the herb.

 

“Let’s see…” Estellise trailed off, taking a few minutes to look over it more thoroughly. “Earth.”

 

“Earth.” Sulion echoed, nodding his head. “Will all the herbs be earth?”

 

Estellise set the herb to the side, proceeding to take the time to look over each of the herbs with the eye glass. After she was done with each one, it was set to the side. “Yes, all earth.”

 

“What about that?” Rhaelle pointed a finger at the container of ectoplasm which she hadn’t taken her eyes off of. “What is it?”

 

“Ectoplasm.” Estellise answered, taking the container and setting it in front of her. Using the eyeglass, she looked over the ectoplasm. “Aether.”

 

“What about that one?” Arevthor squinted at the container of phlegm. “What is that?”

 

“Phlegm.” Estellise wrinkled her nose a bit, swapping out the container of ectoplasm for the one of phlegm. Again, she took the eyeglass to look it over. A few minutes of silence before Arevthor got his answer. “Water.”

 

“Interesting.” Arevthor hummed, before falling silent.

 

“That one?” Valerica nodded her head towards the container of blood, voice soft as she spoke.

 

“Ah, the blood.” Estellise moved the container of phlegm so she could place the container of blood in front of her. Eyeglass in hand, she looked over the blood.

 

The sound of a container being picked up reached her ears, and Sulion going ‘sis’ from her right.

 

“Also water.” She pulled her attention away from the blood container to look to her left. What she found was Rhaella, opening the lid of the container and her finger already dipped into the ectoplasm. ”Rhaella!”

 

Upon being caught, Rhaella quickly shoved her finger in her mouth, as Estellise reached out to take the container away from her.

 

“I swear…” Estellise mumbled, setting the container far out of Rhaella’s reach, in front of Sulion.

 

A knock on the door had Valerica pulling herself up from her seat. “I’ll get it.” With that, she headed for the front door.

 

“Your fault if you get sick.” Estellise commented to Rhaella, putting the lid back on the container.

 

“Worth it!” Rhaella chimed, after she licked her finger clean of ectoplasm.

 

With a sigh and a shake of her head,, Estellise took the container of biles now, setting it in front of her. As she lifted the spy glass to look it over, the sound of two sets of footprints reached her ears, one heavier sounding than the other.

 

“And this one is fire.” She said, now setting the spy glass down. When she looked up, Valerica was accompanied by a tall, bearded man.

 

Right as she was about to open her mouth to greet him, the sound of a chair screeching across the floor and the sound of Rhaella retching on the floor.

 

“She ate th’ ectoplasm, didn’ she?” Hareven asked, looking right at Rhaella as she threw up all over the floor.

 

“You guessed it.” Estellise nodded her head, letting out a sigh.

 

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[someome 2053]

Hareven would laugh and visit amongst the mess, enjoying his drinks amongst the chaos.