Post-Halloween
Nov. 3rd, 2020 06:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Harrow is working. Very seriously. She is not mooning over her new relationship with Gideon even a little bit; she has too much work to do.
She is, however, wearing a skull with accents of deep, almost black purple, with a starburst or floral pattern just below her temple, that she has never been seen to wear before.
Other than that sentimental embellishment, however, she is entirely focused on Obaeg's Toward a Common Haemographology. She is making copious notes in the margins--courting future simian fury--and thinking that she should have found this for Moiraine before they started working on her weave notation.
She is, however, wearing a skull with accents of deep, almost black purple, with a starburst or floral pattern just below her temple, that she has never been seen to wear before.
Other than that sentimental embellishment, however, she is entirely focused on Obaeg's Toward a Common Haemographology. She is making copious notes in the margins--courting future simian fury--and thinking that she should have found this for Moiraine before they started working on her weave notation.
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Date: 2020-11-06 06:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-11-06 07:04 pm (UTC)What more proof does she need than the Reverend Daughter having real trouble keeping her hands off her?
But she leans back and tries to forget about the guilty feeling nagging at her, the one that says you shouldn't be allowed to have fun when Canaan House is still under attack. She knows time has stopped there, but...it feels a little wrong, somehow, to be enjoying herself when just past that door Sextus, Camilla, Dulcinea...everyone who's left is in danger.
"By the way, I have a confession to make."
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Date: 2020-11-06 07:07 pm (UTC)She colors violently, so whatever she was going to say was dirty.
"What is your confession?"
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Date: 2020-11-06 07:15 pm (UTC)"I brought my two-hander to Canaan House," she says, simply. "I made a false bottom for my trunk and smuggled it right out of the Ninth. It's my baby, I couldn't leave it."
Which means Harrow's gift is much more sentimental than practical, but Gideon doesn't care: as Ingress said, now she has two swords, which is awesome.
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Date: 2020-11-06 07:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-11-06 07:17 pm (UTC)"It's a sword, it doesn't have feelings."
But she does. And man, does she love her sword.
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Date: 2020-11-06 07:22 pm (UTC)"You aren't going to bring it here, are you?"
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Date: 2020-11-06 07:24 pm (UTC)"I get the feeling that the next time we go through that door...we probably won't be back here until it's all over."
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Date: 2020-11-06 07:25 pm (UTC)Shr drums her fingers on the table. "Sextus wants us to pick the lock on one of the doors. The Sixth study. We'll have seven then."
They do not, technically, have the key to the Ninth, but if she couldn't reverse-engineer the theorem from the trial, she's no daughter of Anastasia.
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Date: 2020-11-06 07:32 pm (UTC)That door gives her the creeps, but it's probably because she'll forever associate it with the horrible sucking feeling of siphoning.
Her mouth twists. "And the Eighth aren't likely to share their keys."
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Date: 2020-11-06 07:36 pm (UTC)"I don't believe the Eighth's keys matter anymore. They have the white--we have seen it--the black--I don't need it--and the grey. That is the one Palamedes believes we can fake."
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Date: 2020-11-07 01:08 pm (UTC)Honestly, there are way too many keys, doors, and permutations of who has or knows what for Gideon to keep track of. It's a good thing Harrow is such an unbelievable detail-oriented nerd.
She kicks a foot back and forth, just to have some physical outlet for her anxieties. "I know time is stopped there," she admits, "but I keep worrying about them."
Them is understood, she knows, as being Palamedes, Camilla, and Dulcinea. She doesn't give a rat's ass about the Third or the Eighth, and the Second can more than take care of themselves.
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Date: 2020-11-07 04:28 pm (UTC)"The preparations we make here will benefit the Sixth as well as us."
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Date: 2020-11-07 08:09 pm (UTC)Her brain does, anyway. Her body and instincts, though, they're wired to fight, not retreat and plan. And there are times here when she feels...less than useful. "I just feel weird about it."
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Date: 2020-11-07 09:08 pm (UTC)She lays a hand on her cavalier's bouncing knee, and gives her a troubled look.
"Would you help me with something? I'm afraid is rather trivial, but I'd like your assistance."
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Date: 2020-11-07 09:11 pm (UTC)It doesn't escape her notice that Harrow is giving her a direction where she can focus her energy, and she loves her adept a little more for it. "What's up?"
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Date: 2020-11-07 09:14 pm (UTC)She runs a hair over the bristles, which have indeed escaped to an unruly micrometer more than Harrowhark's preferred tonsure.
"There is no one I would trust more with a blade."
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Date: 2020-11-07 09:42 pm (UTC)She feels instantly better, having a task, and she's grateful to Harrow all over again.
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Date: 2020-11-07 09:46 pm (UTC)It's been a long time since anyone but herself did this.
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Date: 2020-11-07 09:52 pm (UTC)She asks, but she's already swung herself off the table and into step just behind Harrow's shoulder.
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Date: 2020-11-07 09:57 pm (UTC)She reaches back to catch Gideon's hand, although she knows Gideon is following proper cavalier protocol and she is undermining it. But Gideon's hand is rough and sure and heavy, and she feels more certain when it's holding hers.
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Date: 2020-11-07 10:05 pm (UTC)"Do you have a razor in the room already?" she asks. "I know I'm great with swords, but even I wouldn't suggest them for this."
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Date: 2020-11-07 10:10 pm (UTC)"I have everything I need, I'd just like you to do it." She hands Gideon her book so she can unlock the door without letting go.
"I've never even let Crux do it, you know," she says in a low voice.
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Date: 2020-11-07 10:15 pm (UTC)(They've done...a lot in the last few days. They neither of them have any secrets left from the other, but this is intimate in a way Gideon doesn't know how to parse and desperately does not want to fuck up.)
"Okay," she says, after a long moment, and releases Harrow, her heart thundering in her chest. "That's all."
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Date: 2020-11-07 10:22 pm (UTC)She's anxious about it herself, but Harrow will always grasp the thistle, given the chance. She's been thinking about this, and now--when Gideon needs to feel useful, and trusted, and important--is the perfect time to deploy it.
She is a creature of patience and traps.
She holds the back of Gideon's head, fingers tangled in her untidy mop, and doesn't let go for a moment even when the kiss breaks. "Okay," she says, with an answering smile and a bite of her lip.
She unbuttons her high-collared black shirt on the way to the bathroom, stripping down to her camisole and stopping to remove her boots.
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