Genesis 012
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Title~ Light Fingers
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Still mine
Notes~ Genesis 012. Still playing with the healers. Here's Kelora, little southern districts lass X3
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Kelora was just stacking the newest batch of scorpion venom on the shelf when she spied something shiny out of the corner of her eye.
It was a simple gold purse, lying on a bed block next to a noblewoman Ramnaré was treating. Kelora’s old habits only let her glance at it for a moment, so she couldn’t see any details on the thing. She shook her head scornfully at herself. She wasn’t going to steal it, she wasn’t. She didn’t need to do that anymore, hadn’t needed to for years… And yet…
She looked over at Ramnaré and her patient, both in conversation and not looking in Kelora’s direction at all. The southerner allowed herself another glance at the gold purse. She thought now that she could see an engraving on it, some kind of bird, perhaps? Mina liked birds, and it was her birthday in a month or so…
No. Even if she didn’t keep the item for herself, that didn’t make it right.
Kelora sighed resolutely to herself, going out the back of the healing house to get some water. The plants in the side rooms were beginning to wilt. They needed to be watered.
She scooped up a bucket of water and heaved it back through the healing house, deliberately not looking at Ramnaré’s patient, then went into one of the empty side rooms. Ten carefully selected plants lined the wall, all of them drooping slightly.
Kelora smiled and took them down, dunking one in the bucket and let it bubble away while she set the other nine on the floor beside her. The first plant had stopped releasing bubbles now, so she took that one out, dunked the second, and replaced the first on the shelf.
By the time she had finished, she had almost forgotten about the noblewoman’s gold purse, as had been her plan to begin with, and she left the small room humming quietly to herself.
As soon as she came out though, there was the purse, staring at her with glinting golden eyes, tempting her as best it could.
Kelora’s humming didn’t falter, and neither did her pace as she walked back out of the healing house and emptied the remaining water in the bucket back into the small pond. The wind chime hanging from the palm tinkled gently in the breeze, bringing a smile back to Kelora’s face, but she just couldn’t ignore that purse.
Before she could stop herself, she was walking unobtrusively across the healing house floor towards Ramnaré.
The desert woman raised her eyebrows in question.
“Seen where Madame’s put the bottle stoppers?” she asked, “I know she planned on rearranging things, no idea where she put them though.”
Ramnaré nodded and pointed towards the cupboards on the far side of the room. “Over where the pins used to be,” Ramnaré told her, completely oblivious.
“Thanks,” Kelora said, then made her way over to the cupboards, slipping the gold purse easily down the front of her dress.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Still mine
Notes~ Genesis 012. Still playing with the healers. Here's Kelora, little southern districts lass X3
Kelora was just stacking the newest batch of scorpion venom on the shelf when she spied something shiny out of the corner of her eye.
It was a simple gold purse, lying on a bed block next to a noblewoman Ramnaré was treating. Kelora’s old habits only let her glance at it for a moment, so she couldn’t see any details on the thing. She shook her head scornfully at herself. She wasn’t going to steal it, she wasn’t. She didn’t need to do that anymore, hadn’t needed to for years… And yet…
She looked over at Ramnaré and her patient, both in conversation and not looking in Kelora’s direction at all. The southerner allowed herself another glance at the gold purse. She thought now that she could see an engraving on it, some kind of bird, perhaps? Mina liked birds, and it was her birthday in a month or so…
No. Even if she didn’t keep the item for herself, that didn’t make it right.
Kelora sighed resolutely to herself, going out the back of the healing house to get some water. The plants in the side rooms were beginning to wilt. They needed to be watered.
She scooped up a bucket of water and heaved it back through the healing house, deliberately not looking at Ramnaré’s patient, then went into one of the empty side rooms. Ten carefully selected plants lined the wall, all of them drooping slightly.
Kelora smiled and took them down, dunking one in the bucket and let it bubble away while she set the other nine on the floor beside her. The first plant had stopped releasing bubbles now, so she took that one out, dunked the second, and replaced the first on the shelf.
By the time she had finished, she had almost forgotten about the noblewoman’s gold purse, as had been her plan to begin with, and she left the small room humming quietly to herself.
As soon as she came out though, there was the purse, staring at her with glinting golden eyes, tempting her as best it could.
Kelora’s humming didn’t falter, and neither did her pace as she walked back out of the healing house and emptied the remaining water in the bucket back into the small pond. The wind chime hanging from the palm tinkled gently in the breeze, bringing a smile back to Kelora’s face, but she just couldn’t ignore that purse.
Before she could stop herself, she was walking unobtrusively across the healing house floor towards Ramnaré.
The desert woman raised her eyebrows in question.
“Seen where Madame’s put the bottle stoppers?” she asked, “I know she planned on rearranging things, no idea where she put them though.”
Ramnaré nodded and pointed towards the cupboards on the far side of the room. “Over where the pins used to be,” Ramnaré told her, completely oblivious.
“Thanks,” Kelora said, then made her way over to the cupboards, slipping the gold purse easily down the front of her dress.
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