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ϡ - Chapter ThirtyFour; The snowy white day and the curse [Action (for House 44)|Voice|Written]

[ There’s the rhythmic clink of a knife cutting through vegetables and on the cutting board. There’s a small humming coming from the person doing said cooking before they stop. ] Ah! G-Good afternoon everyone. I hope everyone is enjoying themselves today. It looks like we have a bit of a snow storm going on, hm? Make sure to bundle up if you do go out.

[ There’s a hum and then another chop or two. ] Snow. Snow lots of it. Plenty to do with it though. Speaking of I have two ideas I thought might be nice to bring up. First one being a delivery service of sorts! It'll run out of house forty four and we can get you anything you might need during the winter...during times like this, for example. Because walking out in this kind of weather is just dreadful. H-having teleportation magic makes it loads easier a-and I think it'll help people out just a little more. I-I suppose requesting things over the journals would be the fastest way to get it to you. I haven't quite worked out all the details for it yet. But having it as a service available for the winter months might be beneficial all around. [ He'll clear his throat before continuing. ]

The next is a bit more fun and less serious. I thought up the idea back in December, if you saw my snow sculptures walking around that one day. How does a nice, light, fun snow sculpture competition sound to everyone? You can make teams based on the community buildings, houses, or simply join up with your friends! I-I think…it might be nice to do. It’ll help with the recent going ons around here. [ Lots of people leaving some good old fashion fun wouldn’t hurt. ]

As for prizes…well I’m not quite certain what one could ask for when you can get whatever you want. It’s a rather tricky thing to come up with prizes here, but not impossible. Ah! But…there is the hot springs. Perhaps the winning team can take a few hours or a day to have the hot springs to themselves. Maybe having the food of their choice cooked for them while up there? [ Just going to be chopping some more yup. ]

I don’t know when to have it either, actually. Maybe right after Valentine’s Day? [Oh boy Valentine's Day. That is coming up rather soon, isn't it? ] Depending on the amount of snow we get. I-I’m sure it’s not going to melt anytime soon. Could always make more too…

But, yes, if you have any feedback for it I’d love to hear! A little community fun can go a long way after all. I think Luceti could use- [there’s a long pause and then a muted cry of pain comes over the journal. It comes out as a pained gasp and the knife he was holding clatters to the floor but only after Helios cuts himself. Damn. He'll just quickly grab a nearby towel and press it against the wound. Helios turns off the voice function as soon as it happens so no one else can hear it. But, oh, damn he hopes no one is home right now. It’s back, this pain, oh gods it’s just like getting it the first time. He’ll just brace himself against the kitchen counter as he bites back those tears. The next part is said shakily. Helios manages to keep his voice level however. ]

S-sorry about that. But I think everyone could agree that Luceti could use some fun. I'll be around so-so if anyone has any questions feel free to ask. Th-there's also the ah... [ Give him a second he's trying to brain things while all this pain is hitting him at once. ] Th-the meeting tomorrow, too. I can answer things there as well, if-if people need t-time to think on it. S-Stay warm today everyone. Hot chocolate is a wonderfully good remedy for this sort of weather. [ Of all the times to get back his curse. It was bound to happen. He knows that. Nothing ever lasts forever. ]

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[ Helios feels awful having to dismiss Adele like that. It just...this conversation was best left in privacy. And he knows he isn't going to get out of. He'll just wince at the question. A sigh escaping his lips. ]

Nothing. I just...I just cut myself. [ Despite the initial cry being oh so very pain filled for such a shallow cut. ] It's nothing to-to worry about.

[ It's certainly nothing that can be fixed if explained. Helios might run a hand through his hair pushing his pointer and middle finger against his temples to still the pounding in his head. ]

[She sighs and shakes her head, gently reaching for his hand to look at the cut herself, wanting to really make sure it's not that bad. When her fingers touch his skin, cool once more, she stops and looks at him again.]

Helios...

[ He just...pulls his hand away lightly. His green eyes look worried and he breaks contact with Ginia's. ] It's, ah! It's n-nothing see? It's already healed up mostly.

One more round of healing and it'll be alright. [ Yes he knows he shouldn't have been so careless about touching people this week. But the sensation was so...unfamiliar he couldn't help himself. This is what he gets for being so careless. ]

[Ginia lets him move away and sighs, letting him have his space.]

All right. Just... if there's something I can do to help, let me know, okay?

[ There's just a...shaky sigh. He's fine. He'll be fine. It'll go back to the way it always was. But the offer to help is appreciated. There's nothing to easy this pain however. ] Oh. Th-thank you for offering. It's fine though.

[ Just rubbing his temple before he realizes he's doing it and then, yup, going to change the subject now. He's going to focus on finishing making that chicken soup now. ] I made to chicken soup for dinner if that's alright? I figure it'd be nice to stave off the cold. [ A smile. ]

My mother used to make it all the time when it snowed like this.

[She's not entirely convinced, but there's nothing to be done about it. Little steps for now.]

Chicken soup sounds great. Just the sort of thing you need on a day like this.

[She looks out the window and gives a faint smile.]

Need help? And I should apologize to Adele for sending her away.

[ Helios should know better by now than to not make people bother with him but telling people about the constant pain and how there's nothing to be done for it...well, it's only going to make people worry so he says nothing more. ]

Oh. I've got everything under control. We should really apologize to her. [ A sigh. ] I-I never meant to make her feel...like she couldn't help. But... [ but his skin. Well it was out of the bag. Hopefully Adele hadn't gotten a good feel of it though. ]

M-Maybe you could go get her? We could make this her first unofficial cooking lesson. [ Just a wry smirk. The french woman was ever so convinced she couldn't cook, but well, chicken soup is one of the easier things to make. ]

[No need to say more. She gives a small nod. She knew Adele would have wanted to help, but any fussing about his low skin temperature wouldn't have been any good right now.]

An excellent idea. I'll be right back.

[Ginia gives another small smile before she heads for the stairs and up to Adele's room. She knocks at the door and waits.]

Adele? Are you here?

[She's here Ginia. It'll take a moment for her to respond, but she's here.] The door is open.

[No, her voice isn't a little rough, no, she isn't overly tense with lingering threads of frustration and helplessness and no she is not sitting at her writing desk with Giles' still unopened letter in her hand. None of that is happening. She's just admiring the carpet.]

[Ginia opens the door, but doesn't move beyond the door frame.]

I want to apologize.

Mmm? [She blinks and sets the letter aside, turning her head to look over at Ginia.]

...for what?

Because I know you're a doctor, I know you're trying to help, and I sent you away.

It was a small cut on his hand. I've seen him heal that little on his own before, and there is something else that I do not know or understand enough of to be of any use. A private discussion on that matter is not out of the question, nor anything I should be privy to. There is nothing to forgive here. [Yes, it was stilted. Stiff. More formal than she's ever been with Ginia before.]

[...Sigh.]

We're making chicken soup downstairs. You should join us.

I suppose not even I could ruin chicken so- wait...that's not quite right. [She rubs her wrists as she stands, huffing a soft laugh at the memory.] Though in my defense? Henri was handing me the ingredients. It is not my fault it made his girlfriend sick.

[She pushes her chair back into the desk and walks across the room to Ginia. It wasn't her fault that she felt frustrated. Accept and release. After a moment she offers a faint smile.] I am fairly certain you will make sure I do not repeat that mistake here, yes?

[A nod.] We'll walk you through it and all make a meal together. Consider this your first cooking lesson.

So long as I am supervised, it should go well. [Nodding, Adele steps through and starts her way downstairs, hesitating a moment before turning to look back over her shoulder to Ginia.]

...there is truly nothing to be done about...? You need not explain anything just...there is nothing? [She rubs the skin of one palm, indicating his temperature.]

[Ginia follows after her, stopping when she does. Her smile is sad, her nod slow.]

As far as I know. It's nothing personal. I think it's something beyond anyone's power.

[Adele nods and turns to continue walking down the stairs, peeking into the kitchen to check on Helios before entering. That cut wasn't why he'd cried out in such a way, but...not her right. Not for her to know.] You have healed your hand, then?

[ And Helios will, indeed, be in the kitchen thus cleaned up from whatever mess his little mishap would have caused. He's also staring out the window with a look of slight pain on his face before he turns his attention back at the two of them his facial expression reverting into one of amusement. ]

Ah! There you two are. I was wondering where you went. This soup isn't going to cook itself you know? [ Just a little light hearted teasing. ]

Girl talk. Never get in the way of it. [Ginia retorts with a slight smile of her own.]

So what should we put her to work doing?

Apparently I have split ends. [Adele murmurs offhand, folding back her sleeves as she walks to the counter.] Who knew.

And if I might volunteer my services as a vegetable peeler or slicer, that much I know I can manage without there being fire, tears, and death.

Ah, yes, of course. [ Girl talk indeed. Helios will shake his head and walk over towards the two of them. ]

You can start cutting the potatoes if you'd like. Then there's the carrots, celery, onions and the chicken to throw in before we can leave it on the stove to cook for a few hours.

Chopping. Perfect. Adele, you take the potatoes, I'll get started on the carrots. [Deja vu? Maybe.]

[ Deja vu indeed. ] I'll get started on the celery then. We'll make you into a chef in no time at all Adele.

[ But...small steps first. ]

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