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Post by Keyleth on Oct 12, 2018 17:33:06 GMT -8
Key looks over to Te’Teh.
“She has just had the magical equivalent of an amputation. This is behavior that is even outside her normal. Even if it’s nothing, better to be safe than sorry. Besides, it’s getting a bit late for her to still be sleeping.”
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Post by wolsey on Oct 12, 2018 17:46:47 GMT -8
Luke nods at Key, and tells Te'Teh, "Think of it this way, if you started scrubbing yourself until you bled, we'd ask you if you were okay as well. It's not something you normally do. I just want to make sure she isn't hurting."
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Post by Reggie on Oct 12, 2018 17:49:04 GMT -8
Reggie coughs quietly before holding up one small hand. "I hesitate to suggest this for obvious reasons, but if you are really worried about her I have learned that object we recovered from the blue dragon den would allow you to observe her or anyone somewhat candidly. I could show any of you how to use it if the need is great."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Oct 12, 2018 17:49:46 GMT -8
The lightbulb went off visibly in Te'Teh's head.
“I totally understand what you mean now."
She leans in closer.
”Is this going to be an intervention then? Do we need to sit and talk with her about it? I had a friend have this happen to, he liked the needle a little too much.”
She seems intent to do whatever the group needs of her. Her head snaps around when Reggie mentions his idea.
Te’Teh
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Post by Keyleth on Oct 12, 2018 18:11:11 GMT -8
Keys head swivels slowly towards Reggie.
“We’re going to use this as a teaching moment. We don’t invade our friends privacy. If you have any questions as far as the definition of privacy please ask Luke or I and we would be willing to let you know if your behavior is about to cross a line. Besides, Rabbit doesn’t know you well enough to tolerate that sort of thing. She would react.... badly.”
She turns back to Te’Teh.
“I don’t think this will be an intervention. I think we maybeant tonlet Luke take the lead on this one.”
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Post by wolsey on Oct 12, 2018 18:29:48 GMT -8
Luke smiles at Reggie, and says, "You don't know Rabbit that well, you might end up dead or worse if she thought you were violating her privacy like that, so that's probably not an optimal strategy in this case. I think our best strategy is to just ask her if she's alright. She might have a perfectly plausible reason for her culture. I find it's better to talk to people first."
Luke looks at the cleaning agent the waitress left them. "Weird."
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Post by Reggie on Oct 12, 2018 18:33:50 GMT -8
Reggie blanches and lowers his hand slowly, remaining silent and contemplative.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Oct 12, 2018 18:41:04 GMT -8
Te'teh gives Reggie a friendly pat on the back.
“Don't feel bad, you will learn. Rabbit is... grumpy. It is the whole drow thing. That isn't you."
Te’Teh
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Post by Keyleth on Oct 12, 2018 19:35:51 GMT -8
Key lets out a worried sigh then pokes a finger at the bottle.
“What do you think is in it? It must be pretty harsh if it burns your skin if you don’t rinse it off.”
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Post by Dungeon Master on Oct 13, 2018 5:11:08 GMT -8
A couple of minutes pass when a Rabbit wanders up to the table. She is dressed in a wrinkled tunic, leggings and boots, the tunic still holding the linked pattern of her armor that had been pressed into it. Her long dagger on her hip, her hair slightly messed up. A slightly worried look on her face at a servant asking her to come in. She glances around the table, obviously looking for distress, her eyes softening when she looks at Luke and almost a smile at the edge of her lips.
“Is everything ok? The serving girl seemed worried and told me you needed me inside as soon as possible.” Her voice holding a little bit of concern in it.
She then shifts subconsciously on the balls of her feet, her eyes glancing around at other tables before resting back on Luke, hand resting near the pommel.
RABBIT
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Post by Keyleth on Oct 13, 2018 6:05:28 GMT -8
Key takes in Rabbit in one long look, worry etched in the lines of her body. She motions to an empty chair.
“Please sit. We hadn’t seen you in a bit and wanted to check in with you. We also have some questions that need some answers as well. Luke?”
She looks to Luke then back at Rabbit, her body tensing ready for anything.
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Post by wolsey on Oct 13, 2018 6:08:46 GMT -8
Luke smiles and says, "The serving girl brought this." He motions to the job of not-soap. "Apparently you have asked the servants for a horse brush, and they think you have been scrubbing yourself blooding in the baths? Then they mentioned you've been sleeping in the stables. We were wondering if you were okay?" Luke leaves it as open ended as he can. He's still hoping there is some weird Drow cultural ting that he might not understand.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Oct 13, 2018 6:13:40 GMT -8
Rabbit hesitates and for a moment looks like her namesake. She then sits with the group giving Key a big smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. She makes herself comfortable, pats Jack on the back and orders a drink. After a few moments she stops. She seems to almost avoid looking at Luke until she takes a breath, decision made and looks up at him.
“Would you take a 'yes... sort of' answer?.”
The words underlying the lie she is unable to say to Luke. Which is in stark contrast to when she would haggle or talk outright under Sobhan's contract. There is a small tick under her left eye as she watches the cleric.
RABBIT
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Post by Keyleth on Oct 13, 2018 6:18:00 GMT -8
Key lifts an eyebrow at Rabbit.
“I can’t speak for Luke, but I’d rather have the truth so we can help you with whatever it is you are obviously struggling with.”
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Post by wolsey on Oct 13, 2018 15:58:19 GMT -8
"Is there a reason you are scrubbing yourself until you bleed, and sleeping with the horses? That's not usually accepted as behavior that someone does if they are okay? Maybe let us in on what's going on because the serving staff were worried enough to give us a solution thinking all of Kokand uses stable brushes in the bath, and they were worried for us," Luke says with a ghost of a smile on his lips.
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