Sage and Thyme

Sage Of Thyme - Shop

        It almost feels like you have stepped into an old barn or cabin in the middle of the country. The walls are made from reclaimed antique wood that has been stained in motley shapeless patterns in deep earth toned reds and browns. The same wood makes up the shelves that dominate the walls, and the drawers that run along the bottom of the shelves. The floor is textured cement that has been painted a soft slate gray color to defuse the color of the walls and the ceiling is painted the same color and texture as the floor with a couple of skylights that prop open to allow a natural cool breeze to flow through the shop.
        Ceramic jars labeled with the names of different plants and herbs fill almost every inch of space and the more bulky or commonly prepackaged and sold merchandise fill the drawers which have the names of their contents chiseled on the front. Basically if you cant find it here then it probably isn't for sale in this country. The shop does not seem to sell books or anything of that nature and the only thing even remotely occult related is a sign advertising the Witches Cauldron. Near the door out is a small counter made from the same wood as the walls with an antique register. There are no windows facing out to the street.


        Morgan completely expected the hug and had actually braced herself for, probably a bit more tense than she meant to be, but she returned the hug warmly, as soon as she could get her arms free to do so. She does tilt her head at River's question though, "Break hearts? Whose heart have I broken?" She probably took that far more serious than River meant it to be. "I had not been here yet, and thought to visit."


         Looking down at his bandaged left hand, Vasily looks at a palmed note, "Sage of Thyme.. Should be right one.." Shrugging his shoulders slightly, the large Russian uses his right hand to press open the door before stepping inside, but he doesn't enter deeply. After stepping inside and out of the way of the door, Vasily began to glance around to see what exactly was inside, though it was quick to tell River wasn't in a back room and that 'Morgan' was also out and abour.


River smiles to morgan and says "Alas mine." she says playfully as she dramaticly and comicly puts the back of her hand to her forhead. She grins and waves to vasily and gives him a hug to.


        Morgan smiles warmly, and laughs a little, "Do you mind if I look around a bit. It is much different to hear about it, and another to see the shop?" She smiles warmly at Vasily as he enters not far behind her. "Good Morning Vasily."


Hardy darkens the entrance of the store as he enters smiling broadly carrying his large ass bag as he always does. "Hello River" he offers with a broad smile looking over to Vasily "Hello" offering him a nod then over to Morgan with a broad smile "Morgan! You are alright... this is good.. we were worried.. your shop burnt.. we hoped that you were not hurt.." the large bag dropped with a heavy thud on the floor. River getting a bear hug and lifted of the floor with a light squeeze. Looking to Morgan not as sure and giving her a lighter one arm hug. "We are glad you are alright"
Smoke Steps out of the Sage of Thyme..
Smoke has arrived.


         Lifting his right hand to wave in return to River only to find her soon against his chest. With a slight smirk appearing on his lips, Vasily leans forward and down slightly before wrapping his arm around River. "Morning Sister," is said with an amused tone before turning towards Morgan though the gaze was more of a study as he looks her over from heel to nose. "For sweating out sickness, you seem well. Was worried hearing you were here before me." Shifting his attention towards Hardy, he nods his head slightly, acknowledging him before River was kidnapped by a bear hug.


        "Oof!" She accepts that gently hug from Hardy, and returns the hug once extracated from River's own hug, thankful for Vasily, saving her and offers reassuringly to him. "I was hurt a little bit but some friends were able to help the healing process along. I am grateful to them for that. There is an ongoing investigation into what happened though, so I haven't been able to return to the shop, or home. I have some friends I have been staying with."
Smoke comes scampering in when a customer opens the door. He makes a beeline into the shop away from the front door and careens around the corner, claws trying to gain purchase but failing. He skitters right into Morgan's left leg. Stunned for only the barest of moments he looks around to see giants about him. Knowing what to do, he makes three small circles around Morgan's leg, purring, as if that was the intended action all along.


River smiles at hardy and ask "How you doing big guy." She looks down to the cat and smiles as she walks over to the fridge. She has a bit of tuna left over and sets it on the floor for the feline. "Better Hurry and eat that before my dog Abby wakes up. She super friendly but a pig.


Hardy grins "Well friends are always good" looking to the cat "Hello Cat, you doing well?" smiling broadly as he looks to Vasily "you.. look familiar.. you hunt?" frowning lightly as he tries to remember. He looks over to River "We are doing well, wandering as we do."


Morgan smiles at the kittie at her feet, familar to her and she can't help but bend down and let him sniff her hand again. "I remember you. You sure do get around my little friend." Seeing all the attention he is recieving and shakes her head, "It seems you have a lot of friends little one."


Smoke pulls away from Morgan and the scent and offering of food is presented. He watches carefully as the refrigator door is closed. He meow's silently, perhaps an offering of thanks, or it's about time....hard to tell with cats sometimes, and then makes his way to the tuna and sniffs at it and then takes three small, quick bites.


River smiles to Morgan and ask "You will have to come by when Abby is here and meet my dog. She is with my sister today. Shes a caretaker for animals and is looking after her while the poor thing is sick.


         Motioning with his bandaged hand towards Morgan, Vasily says "If you need out of city, I will need few days. No signal out that way 'soon'. You and family will be allowed, not many.. not sure it can support many at once, only planned small house that way." Satisfied by a mix of her words and his observation, Vasily relaxed a bit before moving over towards Morgan and points at the feline, "Be careful. I think I saw this kitten begging from Emrick last week. Could be British spy watching us while lapping up milk."
River ask of Vasily "Up to no good? Started making trouble in my neighborhood? Will he get into one little fight and him mom gets scared? Yea okay Im ending that joke there.


        Morgan shakes her head at Smoke, and smiles at Vasily, and is curious about his bandaged hand, "The offer is very kind Vasily, thank you for being so sweet. What happened to your hand though?" She is curious as she moves closer letting the attention whore of a cat, enjoy his tuna, and shakes her head. "You have to get the attention and food wherever you can don't you?" to Smoke.


River says, "havent you ever seen the musical? Cats got three names. Hes got the ever day sort of normal name that is good for wear and tear. Then they got thier fancy name for special ocasions, then they got the name only they know but they will never tell you."


A small breeze from somewhere riffles through the cat's fur as the cat ignores it and concentrates on chowing down on the tuna, almost seeming as if he had not eaten in a day or so, or skipped a few meals for some reason. He seems very happy though as he takes bite after bite of tuna. Though twice he pulls his attention away from the tuna to look at River and then stare at the refrigator. That is short lived as he goes back to consume the tuna.
Hardy tilts his head "Should we ask him for his name?" looking to River curiously looking over to Vasilys bandaged hand. He could swear he met the man before... but it was hazy at best.. shaking his head and looking back to River
River says, "Oh wait that was the crazy guy from Logans Run, still, three names." She holds up three fingers, "Three.""


        Looking at River for a moment, Vasily turns to look at Morgan again, the pop culture reference went over his head, as did the play. "While you are better, should we get River examined by Den Mother, she almost talking in tongues," is commented in a clear joking manner even if his face was solemn. Glancing over his shoulder, Vasily noticed that even Hardy was looking over his bandaged hand causing him to chuckle. "Just trick after the 'meeting' yesterday," is started as Vasily began to look around the store. "My skinning knife cut shallow after flipping is all."
Smoke is about two thirds through the tuna when he suddently slows down from trying to scarf it all down in record time. He decides it is best to take a relaxed posture and almost falls over to lay on his side. He reaches out his left paw and claws a small piece of tuna and let it dangles over his mouth a moment before dropping the paw to teeth and then chomping at the small bit of tuna. He completes the action by licking his paw clean and then looks back to the tuna plate to decide which next delictable piece will be chosen.


Hardy raises a brow to Vasily "Denmother? Meeting?" he gives River a 'he in the know?' look curiously tilting his head. The motion from the floor catches his attention and makes him grin lightly to himself.
River smiles patiantly to Vasily giving him a look like he s doig something he shouldent and lets it go at that. She then look to Morgan and says "I made you some more tea by the way, I got it back of the counter. Meant to bring it by yesterday."


        Morgan bites her lip, but accepts he is alright, "Sometimes letting things heal on their own is a good idea, be careful with knives though, you could loose a finger, I used to do the same thing when trying to cook. I had a bandage on each finger for awhile." She would bend down and pet Smokes belly but thinks better wanting to keep her fingers in tact. "You are an absolutely cutie, little one. I would offer you a home if it was safe right now."


         Returning his gaze onto Hardy, Vasily flashes a slight grin towards the man, showing off an almost feral grin. "Sorry, forget you Americans use different saying. A friend, big sister to Morgan acts like a mama bear, very bossy, but very protective. I never remember how you say it. Care to remind?" Shifting his positioning, Vasily didn't appear tense at the moment though he does notice River's glance, though that causes a smirk to spread on his lips but his mouth stayed closed this time.


Smoke had decided he was tires and his head falls to the floor and small kitten snores might be discernable.
Hardy looks tilts his head to Vasily "Are you a Seidr? Or Hamnskift?" though looking to his hand "Mmmmm probably not a Hamnskift... you are Vasily?"
River smiles as she walks back and grabs the packet for Morgan as she says "Its just a mild blend to help calm your nerves when you need it. Nothing medicated or strong. helps with anxiety."


        Morgan smiles at Vasily, "A big sister to me," She offers to Hardy, "She has been letting me stay at her home for now." A thought occurs to her also, as she watches Smoke, "Andone and I are not together either Hardy. He moved out awhile ago. "Now she bends down to gently pet Smoke and take a deep breath, the light kitten snores earning a smile from Morgan. And she smiles at River, "Thank you so much River. It is truly appreciated."


Smoke continues to sleep, a wisker twitching at the odd moment. The petting not seeming to trouble the napping cat.


         Hardy earns an almost blank stare from Vasily before slowly shaking his head, "Ivanov.. Those sound, Norse? Not Gealic.." Closing his eyes for a moment, the bound hand moves up to his chin, tapping it steadily without a wince. "Mentor barely taught me English, I only know a few words in Gaelic, apologies." Turning towards River he asks, "You have a gift for tongues, could you help if something is crossed and said wrong?"


River grns and says "So how is everyone doing this morning, I got coffie by the mini frige. Afraid its instant but its still pretty good."


Morgan is content to listen for now as she pets the kitty and then just sits down indian style on the floor by him, because she loves kittens and they are so relaxing. There are quite a few languages she speaks but this is Rivers time to shine, and she is okay with that. "Some water if you have some River." Morgan is a coffee snob, and has her favorite coffee she prefers.


Hardy looks to Morgan with a smile "Oh? We are sorry to hear that" nodding to her with a soft smile. "Hope it was not messy, such is usually messy" shaking his head. Looking to Vasily "Yes it is norse" shaking his head slowly and looks to Vasily putting a hand on his shoulder. "We have yet to learn Russian, but we do intend to"


Smoke pops an eye open to make sure the tuna hasn't wandered away and then it slowly closes and the snoring continues.
Hardy pages: So healing power does not work on it at all?


         "We?" is repeated as Hardy rested a hand on his shoulder. "I plan to learn more Gealic, but if you stay around these sisters, then I will learn Norse before long." Nodding towards Hardy once before looking towards Morgan and then towards where River disappeared to.


         "Maybe for an American city boy, but me? Hardly feel it" is answered as he uses his closed left hand to thump audibly against his chest. "Siberian bred. At least as good, maybe better than you Vikings."


Smoke hears the door open before the door opens, or something seems to bother the cat who pops up out of dead napping to go to the other side of the mostly eaten tuna and watches the door. He takes a small bite of the tuna, but his attention is on the door.


Hardy looks over the Russian bear "We doubt it" he frowns a bit as he looks to the wound shaking his head "Not closing" he mutters and shakes his head


Gregory enters into the shop... and sneezes. Covering his mouth as he does so. "Very.. fragrent."
Mikael comes through the door, talking to a man with him, "I know the owner, a wonderful Mademoiselle." He frowns then at Gregory. "Do you have allergies, mon ami?"


        Morgan remains where she is on the floor near the kitten, gently rubbing his belly and listening to the ongoing conversation. She looks relaxed and calm just enjoying the feel of the kittens soft tummy fir. She speaks softly to the kitten, "It is okay little one."
Smoke goes back to polishing off the tuna. He licks the plate, and then his paws. He pops up into Morgan's lap and places his cold nose against hers, his right paw on her cheek, meows silently, and then takes off suddenly running for the door.


Gregory wipes his nose on a kerchief, looking around at the 'Mademoiselles' in the shop. "Alergies, no. But I tend to leave the herbs and spices to the cook, or at times, KFC." But he does glance around at some of the items around.


The cat appears as if he will crash into the door, but at the very last moment, a customer starts to enter the shop. The cat dives though the narrow opening and is gone from view. Funny thing, the customer decided not to come in, but continues on his way allow the door to softly close. (OOC Thanks for the scene. Sorry. Have to go right now.)

Smoke moves to Market St. and Date St.
Smoke has left.

        The Kitten had drawn a smile from Morgan, as he touched his nose against her own and set his paw against her cheek. That smile touched those blue eyes of hers, before she watched him run out of the door, and she stood again to look around the cozy shop, giving the newcomers a chance enter into the shop without it being quite so crowded at the front of the store. She does offer a smile towards Mikael and Gregory though.


Mikael glances down at his feet as the cat darts past him. He blinks and says, "I know that cat. I've seen him all around, even at the beach. He certainly gets around." He chuckles softly at Gregory's answer and then turns to look at those in the room. He smiles brightly aand nods his head as he recognized several. He moves further inside as he looks over the various jars. "You do not ever cook with herbs and spices?"


         Oblivious to hidden meaning behind the words, Vasily moves his bandaged left hand onto Hardy's shoulder, patting it gently. "Was just small gash, she worried too much and wanted it bound to keep rot out." With a shrug of his shoulders, Vasily looks towards the door, noticing the streak of the kitten fleeing, and the entrance of a few new faces. "Morning. River is in back, will return soon."
Gregory makes his way toward the counter, picking up a jar of jasmine and lavender on the way. "It's... a cat. How can you tell the difference.


Mikael says, "Merci, Monsieur," he smiles to Vasily. "I merely stopped by to say hello to her, and to get some more white sage." He turns his head to look at Gregory, "Not every one looks identical, and this one seems to come and go in several businesses." He looks over at Morgan and the kitten she has and chuckles. "I should have brought little Harvy had I known it was cat day.""


Morgan smiles at the thought, "I really should see about adopting a kitten." As she listens to the conversation, but the mention of white sage catches her attention. But as she is standing just near the white sage she picks it up and offers it towards Mikael, "Here you are Sir?" Her hands still covered in gloves he may recognize, as she offers the White Sage, "Miss Rosa should be able to help you check out."


         Turning his focus from the pair, Vasily settles his gaze onto Morgan as he takes a few steps towards her. Using his bandaged hand, he taps her shoulder lightly first with his ring finger then his middle finger to get her attention. "Are you good designer? I am looking for one now to design me a few sketches. Not sure who to ask, so you're the first to suffer question."


Mikael is currently wearing blue jeans and a lightweight sweater, his hair drawn back into a ponytail. He reaches out and takes the bundle from Morgan, giving her a bright smile, "Merci, Mademoiselle. It is good to see you again. I hope we shall see you at the week of Festival at the lounge."


Gregory pays for the two items he has and sets the bag beside him. "Kittens take a bit too much effort. A full grown cat, maybe. Let someone else do the training, take advsntage or the mousing."
River returns from the back with a large package as she smiles and hands it to Morgan and says"A little bot of everything in ther eincluding your money for the stuff you sold here the last month hun."


        Morgan smiles at Vasily, "What kind of designing are you looking for? I can possibly help depending upon what you have in mind. I am helping a friend redesign their apartment but it is the first time I have tried my hand at it. So it is process of trial and error. But I am determined to get it right for him." She smiles at Mikael, "I shall do my best to be there Mister Rousseau. I do enjoy the lounge a great deal, and your food is well worth coming in for and the company." She laughs at Gregory, "I Love the energy the kittens have. They are far to much fun and impulsive."


Gregory takes out an oversized phone, fiddling with it a few moments. A design screen coming up, with what some might recognize as circuit layouts. "Well, I prefer the energy myself. A little less needy."


         A soft yawn as Serenity pushed open the door to the sage, obviously she wasn't fully awake yet and was walking about on autopilot. In her left hand she held a cup of coffee, in her right a smart phone in order to help her navigate here. She looked up at the gathered crowd. Some people she knew, others she didn't - however, she seemed like a warm welcoming presence that just entered.
River smiles and says "I have hot tea and coffie by the mini fridge. Please help yourselves." She then runs around getting people what they need like a chicken wiht her head cut off.


         Waiting his turn, Vasily raises his left hand and motions towards Mikael as the topic of kittens flares. "Mine is complicated. Talk, enjoy.. collect your rubles too, the house can wait. I need to prepare the land more anyways." Turning towards River, Vasily asks, "Who supplies most of your herbs? Do you know local green houses or do you have one yourself?" Once the door chimed, he didn't look up but close to Serenity's feet, waiting for another feline that never appeared.

Emrick Steps out of the Sage of Thyme..
Emrick has arrived.

Emrick heads into the shop and then pauses as theres a crowd. He smiles and nods to those he knows and waits by the door


        Morgan nods to Vasily at his question, "I can try to help when you have time Vasily." She smiles to him warmly but with the growing crowd she does start to retreat a little more edge of the shop into the shelves so River can better help her guests, though if she does notice something and can help in some way she does, holding onto that bundle that River had given her. "Thank you very much River."


Mikael nods to Morgan, "Fat Tuesday this year is on February 25th." He smiles then at River and shakes his bundle of white sage at Morgan, "Bonsoir, Mademoiselle. A pleasure to see you again. I have what I need. Thanks to the Mademoiselle."


Gregory flips around on his phone for a moment, zooming something out, and taking out a stylus to work on a circuit layout.


River smiles to moran then walks over to hug Mikael tightly as she says "Mikael!" She then looks to him "About time you came to visit."


         Stepping to the side to let customers either in or out, Serenity pockets her cell phone and looks for a inconspicuous place to sit. She really didn't want to be in anyone's way and was merely checking the place out. So a seat and coffee, she would drink slowly- attempting to wake herself up.
Emrick smiles at those he knows and then says to River "Hey, I was wondering if I could commission an antiseptic from you, something that can be used as an areosol spray?" he then looks to Mikael "Hey, Mikael, your glasses are all done by the way." he nods with a smile as he leans by the doorframe.


         "I have time, though.. if you want to see the site, just ask. It a small walk, so no heels," is mildly teased at Morgan before looking back towards the door and the last sleepyhead to enter the store while Emrick trapped River with a fresh order. Taking a few steps away, Vasily stops a few paces from Serenity to say, "I am told I was.. 'crude' with my English before. No bitterness I hope."


Mikael returns the hug to River. It seems he has finally gotten over his touching issues - at least with those he knows. "How could I stay away?" Hearing his name he turns to smile brightly to Emrick. "Merci! I will come by your shop to get them." As he turns back to River he glances to Gregory, "Mademoiselle River, have you meet Monsieur Gregory Durant?"


Gregory looks River up and down a moment as she approaches Mikael.... and then around again at everyone else in here. "This California weather does wonders. Maybe I should get out of my workshop a little more often."


        Morgan doesn't know Emrick, but then something occurs to her seeing all the business coming into the shop. "River, I'll try to bring some more pieces by soon for you. I really need stop by home again, and see what has come in." She then smiles at Visaly, "I would like to see the place, and learn what you have in mind and see if the vision you have and mine can come to an agreement?" She does not otherwise interrupt him as he speaks to Serenity.
River smiles to gregory and says "Nice to meet you. Any friend of Mikaels is always wlecome here." She looks to morgan and says "They are selling really well actualy. I only have a few left."


         Serenity brushed a hand in front of her face as if waving off what Vasily said. "It's a new dawn, sugar. Don't worry about it. Sometimes words are just... words.", she mentioned with a smile and smelling faintly of coffee with a hint of pot. "I hope my words can be forgiven if any were found sharp. But I live in the now and not the past.", winking to the man.


Emrick nods to Mikael "Cool, sounds like a plan." then his phone buzzes and he reads a text and says "I gotta run. I'll catch back up with ya'll later. Maybe at Roasters later on or something!" and with a smile and a nod he heads out the door.

Emrick moves to Market St. and Date St.
Emrick has left.

Gregory gives River a nod, and a wave to Emrick as he heads out. "An aerosol, huh? Maybe I could utilize some extracts to..." (mumblemumble something about chemical compositions...) and writes down some notes.


         "As sharp as feather's edge," is said with a straight face and a slight nod towards Serenity. Turning away and towards Morgan, Vasily motions from her feet to her best before saying, "When ready and dressed warm I will take you. No heat there yet. As I said, off grid, peace and quiet." Not trying to add onto River's list of distractions, he takes a seat near Serenity but coffee-less. "What do you hunt? Morgan could help find it, or that girl.. Rosa I think her name."


Mikael glances over to Gregory and chuckles, "You and your scientific methods, mon ami." He watches Vasily move over to Serenity and he gives her a nod and a smile before his attention turns back to River. "Might I ask what is selling so well?"

Caressa Steps out of the Sage of Thyme..
Caressa has arrived.

River looks over and says "Arisole? I mean your in an apothicary you know that right? I mean its like you dont know me at all." She grins as she is probibly teasing.


Gregory shakes his head, hefts his bag a little. "Oh, no.. I'd be buying the items, snd extracting the neccessary components." Mikael's critique of his methods is ignored. "Boil it down to the important bits. Delivery through the lungs is one of the better methods..."


         Serenity talks next to Vasily as they both sit on stools, "Hmm...", she pauses as if trying to understand his line of thought. "Maybe friendship, or whatever comes my way. Not trying to reinvent the ocean to a cloud. Everything just comes your way if you wait long enough. Good food, good memories.", she whispers to him nearly. "And you?", she asks before taking another sip of coffee.


Mikael chuckles and shakes his head, "Pardonne moi, I only heard a portion of the conversation." He glances around the room and fakes a look of wonder. "An Apothecary? Is that what I have wondered into?" He gives her a wink.
River says, "Why would someone need to breath it in thorugh thier lungs?" Not seeming convenced. "I mean maybe, but that sort of thing is very dangerious." She grins to Mikael and says "I make medicines to sell over the counter. If the mood strikes me herbs. Mostly I make medicene for the poor and elderly so I have a sliding scale.""


        Morgan blushes a little as River talks about her work, though there is really no secret it is just drawing more attention her way she is not used to. "Of course River." She bites her lip at Mikael, "Old Pieces, restored pieces, jewelry, old clocks. antiques." though she isn't sure if she is being talked to anymore and that is fine too as Visaly takes a seat near Serenity, and she turns her gaze to the back to the shelves, looking but not really looking at the moment.


Caressa wanders into the shop rather quietly. Even her foot heels barely make a sound as she looks over the stocked shelves. An ear turned towards the conversation as she gathers items from here and there.
Gregory thumps on his chest. "Concentrated dose. Almost as good as direct application through injection, but without the needle."


         "Hunting for bonds in a house of healing?" is asked with notable curiosity. Vasily then shakes his head, "Too 'impatient' to wait, so I hunt. But what I hunt.. is experience, friends link and break away as time passes, never will stop." Bringing his left hand into his right, Vasily's thumb massages the center of the bandages. "Cannot stand static pond scum, need to be at least a creek."


River blinks at Gregory "needles? What is this the dark adges?" She grins as she is almost certianly joking now. Shethen spies Caressa and calls out "SISTER!" before throwing a hug her way.

<|> Morgan goes home.
<|> Morgan has left.

Caressa eeps and flails at the sudden hug. She smiles softly and returns it. "Hello Sister." She replies seeming a little subued. "I wasn't expecting you to be so busy today."
Mikael arches a brow at Gregory, "I shall start calling you Mister Science." He chuckles as he watches the River hugs continue. He gives a nod of his head then to Caressa.


River grins to Caressa and says "Neither did I. Morgan draged them all in with her charm."


Caressa chuckles softly, "She has that quality about her. I think we have plans to meet up later today." She glances aroudn to the others briefly then back to River. "What's going on?"

Mikael goes home.
Mikael has left.

Caressa blinks watching person after person leave after her arrival. She inhales deeply and returns to her shopping.
River smiles and says "Its been a busy morning. Allot of transiet buisness." She grins and says "I dont mind though give me money."


         Serenity drains more coffee, "Ahh, patience in the land of time. You might hunt what's available, I choose what's mine. I don't feel pressured, I don't feel stressed. I only choose... the very best.", she states like a elegant nursery rhyme to Vasily. Not going into the three fates and how things flourish, stagnate and wilt. "Too much worry over what didn't happen and what will for me. I live in the now, the rest will be.", nodding and still asleep or semi-high off pot.


Caressa nods to River, "Business is always a good thing to have. Keeps our wheels turning." And in case there was any doubt there is a motion back towards the street. "River, would you have any Vervain?"


River smiles "Of course. its in my garden though if you guys want to go out there with me?""
River says, "your all welcome."


Caressa nods with a wry smirk, "I'll go that way. Gasp, shock and aww. I walk in gardens." She waves it off, "Sorry, guess I need more caffiene."


         "Just like spider. Weaving a net here, and watching what comes and letting fate sway it." Shrugging his shoulders gently, Vasily turns his attention to look at Serenity and smirk slightly, "I understand you a little more. Not agree, but understand." Looking towards the counter, Vasily watches Caressa and River but doesn't raise his voice to either.


         Serenity laughs, "More like the open palm of meditation. Sometimes I ask to receive but I happy if I get rain, sunshine or snow. I believe the universe will provide for me. I trust in it, because I cannot separate myself from it. In essence we are all one.", finishing her coffee. "But not quite the spider, I think you make me out to be."


Caressa turns back to Rosa instead, "Alright, I need eight ounces each of Vervain and Skullcap. Four ounce of horehound and...a finger of ginger. Thanks." She then waits for the woman to measure and package the herbs.

Caressa goes home.
Caressa has left.

         "You aren't rot, but never hunting for the next step." Vasily lifts his right hand, showing it teetering in a unfelt breeze before looking around, only to see Rosa tidying up the counter. "Talking to you.. I think we missed everyone else.." Turning back towards Serenity, Vasily offers his right hand, "A new day, a new first meet. Vasily Ivanov, it's been.. pleasure."


         Serenity shakes his right hand where he can feel the pulsing life she gives off with a spark of life. "I don't live for me, in this life Vasily. I live for others. Why hunt food, when I can have a garden and grow a bounty for myself and others.", nodding briefly and sneaking back her hand. "I bring life wherever I go. No need to claim it. My spring is eternal.", biting her bottom lip. "I'm a giver with not much need to take."


         Vasily was relaxed at first though once she took his hand, his eyes constrict slightly as his gaze narrows onto Serentity. With a grin splitting across his lips, Serenity could notice an almost feral set of teeth within his mouth, which seem to have lost several molars in exchange for additional incisors and canines. "Why? Because it's pleasure," is answered simply though when Serenity goes to withdraw her hand, Vasily at first tenses his grip to keep it until his hand suddenly flares and his own hand fills the void, massaging his palm. "Sorry.. cramps.." is poorly excused. "With the life you bring, may sample your excess bounty, trade with what you lack from not hunting. Even if only for vanity and decoration."


         Serenity isn't afraid of the rough Verbena's grip and instead reaches back out and starts massaging his hand and wrist with a pout, "Here let me.", she states in a very soothing voice. Her fingers delicately pushing into his palm and trying to comfort his cramps. A small smirk like fixing a kids boo-boo, "Is that where it hurts?", she asks while briefly looking to his eyes back working on each individual finger and thumb. Helping it extend and close a few times. "Hmm, well maybe you can find a bee hive? I'd always wanted to keep bees and make honey. Also bees like cannabis I've read. So maybe grow a few plants and sell the produce?", not sure what he meant by vanity or decoration, but leaving it there.


Hardy wanders back from a long bathroom break? Looking around and looks to Vasily and Serenity curiously


         Closing his eyes, Vasily exhales slowly and moves his hands from Serenity's and moves them to her shoulders briefly while leaning forward. In a hushed whisper, Vasily speaks into her ear before taking a step back, giving her some personal space along with removing his hands. "How does that sound to you?" A slight smirk rests on his lips before slipping his hands into his pockets.


Hardy looks to Vasily "Have you had Anyu look it over? She has healing balm for such" frowning not seeming pleased at all from the fact that the wound has not healed


         Serenity scrunches her nose with delight, "Oh man, I'm gonna have to get a beekeeping book. Like, I obviously can't keep them in my dorm room.", she states with a chuckle and a laugh. Rolling her shoulders back as Hardy mentions another healer, "Well, if you already got a doc to patch you up. I won't interfere with business.", sliding her hands back into her jacket.


         "You met her, Caressa though.. if you'd like a more wild hive, give me a few days. I should have business cards delivered soon." With a slight smile he nods his head towards Serenity before looking at Hardy, "I am one teaching Anyu when she will sit still for five minutes. I am bringing her special herbs, imported for greenhouse. Ask her about it."


Hardy smiles "She is pretty good with what she does though" shrugging "Perhaps not as experienced as River... but still very good" tilting his head and looks to Serenity "Yeah keeping bees in a dorm would be a very bad idea.. there would not be enough flowers for them.. and they probably be irritated with all the people" nodding to that "We think it be a terrible idea. City is really not good at all for it, would need some fields out near the forest for it"


         Serenity nods, "Well, I'd only do it- if I could pull off a Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.", thinking of trying to get a secret pocket like realm hidden in her dorm room. "That might be beyond my capability, but it's a cute idea. Just have to actually go out into nature and find a good place, I guess. Maybe see if there is a community garden or something nearby. I'm a little broke as a student. So can't really do awesome things like everyone else.", biting her bottom lip. Eyes to Hardy, trying not to say too much- but it was obvious he was friends with Vasily. "He cool?", she asked perhaps a moment late. Everyone seemed to talk discreetly and indiscreetly at times and never knew who she could say what to.


         Vasily pulls a hand from his pocket and rests it onto Serentity's jacketed shoulder, "Broke because you wait, I may taint you into being a predator.." is said with a toothy grin. "How's this, you aid, then I aid. I can help with rubles, you help me learn more about the city to start with and this schooling here." At the posed question, Vasily looks over to Hardy and shrugs gently, "I know a few brush females, they will know better spots, not near city people skittish of a wasp or a dozen. Maybe you can tell me a few River secrets to tease her with later on?"


Hardy chuckles "We do not know what a brush female is. We are not skittish of wasps" shaking his head looking to Serenity "It is rather warm. So you are a Völva?, though we do not see why you would need a Lion or a wardrobe...."


         A soft look to Hardy, "It's a famous book, basically means a hidden place. Like hiding the entrance to a magical world inside or behind a wardrobe.", wobbling her hand. "Also, I don't think I'm a Volva. I'm just a healer, because the world is in pain. And I can see all that suffering and want to help soothe its aches.", she explains to Hardy with a nod. Looking back to Vasily, "But I'm a baby healer. Very low on the totem pole. And the world needs so much healing.", pulling out her cellphone. "You country boys use these? I'll take your numbers if you do."


Hardy fishes out his cellphone "We live in the city, we only venture out to our grove when we need to stretch our legs, we not exactly a healer.. but we can heal." offering his phonenumber


         "Still getting used to touch screens.. Back in Siberia with clan, few had satellite phone, usually only to trade ivory or bulk of pelts." With a shrug, Vasily works at his phone somewhat slowly, a mix of inexperience and a fear of cracking it. Turning it around, he exposed his number to Serenity and then Hardy.


         Serenity nods and gives them both a test text message and waves them off. "Alright, well give me a call or text sometime. I prefer text. But I need to take off and do some errands. Maybe catch you around later tonight. It was nice meeting you both.", exchanging numbers with them and heading out.


Hardy looks to his phone "Nice to meet you too, We have to head of too, a friend wants to meet up. Take care Vasily.. and take care of that wound... its not normal"

Hardy has left.

Serenity goes home.
Serenity has left.