[EP] Progress (OTA, Corbie or Curnen)

[st_oneswidow]

It was almost December, but the day was still more than warm enough to spend outdoors. So two girls were out in the sunshine, one fair, one dark, aware and amused with each other’s efforts but not particularly paying attention to each other.

Curnen’s fingers were starting to remember what to do with a guitar, though they were still incapable of being fancy. Sitting on the lawn with Rob’s guitar in her lap, she played anything that came to mind. Her sixth fingers were a bit lost, but it did sound like music at least. It would be some time yet before she could really play again, though that didn’t bother her much. If it meant she was scraping herself back together, becoming a Tufa again, it didn’t matter. And besides, the singing was always the best part. She wasn’t sure why this song, since there was no wind and rain, but in many versions of this same song there were two girls colored rather like the two of them.

There were two sisters came walkin' down the stream
Oh the wind and rain
The one behind pushed the other one in
Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain

Johnny gave the youngest a gay gold ring
Oh the wind and rain
Didn't give the oldest one anything
Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain

Corbie meanwhile was busy setting things on fire again, but this was different fire. Or at least it was for her. She and Regina had been practicing creating fire and putting it out. She set a circle of protection around a small stone, using what she understood of Cabaline theory to keep the spell literally grounded. And then she proceeded to do her best to destroy the shit out of that rock by throwing fireballs at it. It gave her something to aim at, gave her more than one thing to practice at a time. She was getting better at aiming and her ward was holding.

She stopped only to take the ward down and set another one, larger this time, on her knees in the road with a piece of chalk.

Comments

Re: For Curnen

[st_everybodylives]

"I'm really not," kind was not something anyone had ever called her. Of course she was also not generally thought of as honest either.

"Would it make it easier to accept the compliment if I amended it to, I enjoyed your playing?"

Re: For Curnen

[st_oneswidow]

"I'll take your word for it, and the compliment as well. Thank you." Curnen dipped her head in a nod, her smile shyly pleased. "Hope I didn't interrupt anything."

Re: For Curnen

[st_everybodylives]

"Nothing that wasn't completely worth interrupting." River smiled. "I was being idle."

Re: For Curnen

[st_oneswidow]

Curnen nodded her understanding. "Does tend to be the order of the day here."

Re: For Curnen

[st_everybodylives]

"It does, though there are some who do tend to find things to fill their time." Busy work, real work. She would feel bad about not helping but she didn't generally let such emotions phase her.

Re: For Curnen

[st_oneswidow]

Curnen nodded. "I fell into helping with upkeep of the grounds, but I get this in as much as possible. I fell out of practice for a long time."

Re: For Curnen

[st_everybodylives]

"I've mostly remained idle." River admitted though there was no shame in her tone.

"I'm very useful, but only in a very narrow range of situations. None of which appear here very often. I suppose if I was a bit more worried about paying for my keep so to speak I'd have asked Regina to give me a job."

She paused, smiled in a cheekily flippant manner.

"But I'm not. And work isn't terribly entertaining besides."

Re: For Curnen

[st_oneswidow]

Curnen's mouth quirked. "What kinda situations are those, then?"

Re: For Curnen

[st_everybodylives]

"Generally ones that require quick thinking and a smart mouth." She smiled and shook her head. "Though I suppose technically I'm an archeologist by trade."