Completed Perfume is Plants? (Nasrin)

[Ana Sol Starris]

The feeling of mind numbing fear was easing in slowly, Ana was very sure the woman knew she had took the bottle but she had no proof. Well, no immediate proof, she would have to search Ana's person to figure out where the bottle was and Ana was in no mood to be touched right now. Stepping back from the woman, making herself small, she fiddled with her cloak some more and began wrapping it around, trying to take comfort in its cottony matierial. The eypharian was being truly frightening to the small girl as she kept her innocent facade up, yet the more time that went on, the more clicks, whistles, and alarms went off in her mind. She did notice one of the hands going to the dagger, and she felt herself tense, she knew exactly what that meant. But did her mask know? Ana couldn't decide, the pressure was just building up, and up, it was sky rocketing and she soon found herself shaking in fear. This wasn't what was suppose to be happening, Ana felt the first tear slide down her cheek, and then a second, doubling, tripling, until she was sobbing. Never had she had this feeling of utter despair well up, and out of her, to be a scared little girl in the presence of a very scary woman with four arms and gold skin. "Stop it. Stop it," Ana croaked out, "you're being scary, I just wanted to learn more about this awful stuff because I wanted to be more feminine," she cringed and held her hands up and tried to hide herself in her cloak, shielding her self as best as she could "my-my h-husband to be ju-just wanted to see me be a little more girly," while that wasn't completely a lie, she knew Jakobi had insinuated that once or twice that she was a little boyish in appearence, but good naturedly he had, as if he were joking around "yo-you're being an awful person insinuating that I stole something from here." "If I'm such a dear customer, then why are you being nasty?" Ana chimed out, sniffling, now not just because of crying but because of the aromas in the air. Every fiber of her being was telling her to move away from the woman, for being so close, heck, she was scared over this. Her limbs began to twitch, as muscle spasms travelled from her legs upwards into her arms, she felt as if she were to vomit from the tension the Eypharian was making. She was just a scared little girl now, but something else crept along her mind, like a hallucination, she was seeing things, or rather hearing them. Whispers, not like the ones from before when she had been using the magic, but whispers, ones like claws against glass screeched in her mind. Making her gasp and hold her chest. Panick set in, now the woman was not there, but instead Ana herself was trapped. Outside, the small girls appearence could have been akin to someone entering a daydream, before snapping out of it violently. Hands shaking as she grasped the counter for a better grip, her legs had wanted to collapse from under her. Blinking, the girl got ahold of herself, sweat pored down her face and her nose had began to run. So she wiped her nose with a sleeve and tried to silence the creaking in her muscles, the shaking, trembling of her arms and legs. What had happened this time? She hadn't been out for a bit... What had motivated her? The girls eyes frantically searched around to rest on the gold skinned beauty; nothing pleasent about her. Trouble. She shook her head and brought her hand to her forehead and found she was burning up, it was far too warm in here and she had to get out of this place.. For as bad as it smelled "it's getting rather hot in here.." she stated the obvious.

[Nasrin]

Nasrin watched the girl's face closely; at this point, she knew that she would get to confession form the wretch, and any more pushing on the Eypharian's part would just be wasted effort. With a thought, she schooled her face into a mask of pity and concern, letting the angry lines smooth away from her brow. The thief was sobbing at this point, great tears sliding down her pale, smooth face and dampening the collar of the cloak that shrouded her figure. "Oh, dear, please do forgive me. Poor thing, I know what it's like to want to pretty yourself for someone. Come now, let's find you something nice." Reaching around her, her lace-gloved hand swept up one of the four remaining perfumes on the counter. It was a beautiful scent, a youthfully sweet and refreshing oceanic that evoked a sense of cool water, lightly accented with water lilies and tropical fruits. It was the perfume that Nasrin would have sold to the girl in the first place, as it was feminine but not cloying, energetic and bright. When the girl commented that she was getting hot, Nasrin cursed in her native tongue, realizing that she needed to tend to the alembic in the back room lest it overheat and the quality of the essential oil should suffer. With a cruel smile, she shoved the oceanic perfume into the girl's green hands, already moving past her. "Take that as a gift from me, an apology for my rude behavior. It will suit you well and I'm sure your husband will love to smell it on your skin." She left the girl alone in the front of the shop; she knew when she wasn't going to win. However, this was only the first round. Nasrin's people were born tactitians, and that girl would regret crossing her. Hurrying to the alembic, she drained the water; it had gotten a little too hot for her liking, but as she refilled the cistern with cool water, she felt that the heat had not warranted the girl's dramatic reaction. She'd been sweating quite heavily, with a running nose as if she'd come down with a fever. Shaking her head, she took a close look at the beaker containing the hydrosol and esential oil. The sweet-smelling oil was laying in a thin layer atop the floral water, just as it was meant to, and she sighed in relief.

[Ana Sol Starris]

Perfume? Ana was here for perfume? She looked down to the bottle which the Eypharian woman had placed into her hands. Eyes briefly following the four armed beauty to the back, but that was perfect for the thief. Wobbling, she began moving to the door without a word, as if she had been made drunk within a few seconds. Sweat dripped into her eyes as she reached the door, she dopped the perfume into her shirt, feeling the small clink against the other one and then promptly began trying to open the door. To only find that the door was locked, cursing under her breath she tried to see if there was any sort of lock which did not require a key- she was sadly mistakened as there was no latch or bolt at either top or bottom of the door. Petching woman.. She thought to herself sourly, as her vision swayed and colors popped up in front of her eyes. She had to blink again and rub them, leaning against the door- she had to get out of there and quickly. Had there been a window? Ana looked to the walls and found one with plants near it, petch the plants, she thought and began moving towards it. Did the window open on a hinge? Ana wondered as she tested it, yes, they were wooden and they were shutters. Unlatching those, she opened the window and used some of the plants platforms as a way to step up, and then slowly slide herself out painfully through the window. Landing on the other side with her feet, and then tumbling downwards to lay on the ground. Forcing herself up, she gulped in the fresh air like it was the purest of waters, better than any bread, any day. Yet, as she breathed in the fifth gulp of air, and then out, her breakfest came with it and onto the ground pitifully. There she wretched but for a few moments before having to choke anything else down and pull her hood up and then begin fumbling her way away from the place. Safety was at its utmost importance right now, and with her, she had two bottles of perfume it seemed. As if on cue, the girl retracted the djed in her skin, her hair, and her eyes; anything left over would return to her djed pool deep inside. Though some of the red in her hair had remained as a painful reminder of what had just happened today. Slowly she went with areas with less people or beings, until she could find a place where she could just sit and rest. Any energy which she may have had earlier, was just a smidge now- so she was grateful for the cold air against her rather hot skin, to keep her awake and conscience enough to form a plan. She needed to stay awake, lest she be found sleeping like a rock out in the cold, and in the open. When she felt ready again, she began to move with a sturdyier step to her gait of walk, she knew exactly where to go now where she would be relatively safe: the stables.

[Nasrin]

Nasrin watched the alembic bubbling away for a few moments more, just to be sure that it was alright before she turned to go back to the fron of the shop. She expected to see the thief of a girl perhaps trying the lock on the door, but instead the storefront was empty. Where has that horrid slip of a thing gone? She made a cursory check beneath the counter and sent her grey glance through the rows of flowers and other plants, seeing nothing but flora. Curse that irritating child. When Nasrin found her next, there would be more than hell to pay for the frustration she'd caused, but Nasrin wasn't going to kill her' that would be both a waste, and a good way to get herself a Judgement. There were more ways to turn this situation to her advantage than by getting revenge physically, though she wouldn't object to the chance to knock the girl around a bit and let her have a taste of Nasrin's dagger. She was about to give up when she caught it; one of the window frames was hanging slightly open, letting the chilled air flow into the shop. She hissed; the bitch had gone out through the shutters. Ah well, no matter. It would only be a matter of time before Nasrin found the girl again, and she'd learn well what it meant to be on the bad side of an Eypharian.

[Capricious]

Ana

Award

Skill	XP Earned	Lore Earned
Morphing	3	• Denying Magic Whispers
Observation	4	• Morphing: Eyes, Hair, Skin
Rhetoric	2	• I Have a Fake Husband?
Subterfuge	1	•
Escape Artist	1	•
Story Telling	1	•
Larceny	1	•

Nasrin

Award

Skill	XP Earned	Lore Earned
Rhetoric	3	• How to Spot a Thief
Hypnotism	2	• Loss: Two bottles of Perfume
Observation	2	• Burning the Alembic
Perfumery	3	•
Intimidation	2	•
Perrsuasion	2	•

Ana, you managed to walk away with two small bottles of perfume. From your morphing, you will have a patch of red in your hair for one season of this day. In the future, you will find it easier to turn your eyes different colors and smoothing the skin. From studying Nasrin’s own skin, you will find yourself tempted to try gold coloring.

Nasrin, I supremely enjoyed watching Narsin interact with Ana and attempt to gather a confession. I believe you played the part very well and I want to commend you on using body movements as an act of intimidation.

If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, please send me a PM and we can figure it out.