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The store smelled like peppermint today. Because of the time difference between Kaeleer and Fandom, the portal that was scheduled to bring Karla back to school before class didn't arrive in Kaeleer until well after lunch. Which meant that there had been plenty of time for Lucivar to haul Karla out for another practice with Eyrien sticks before she left.

She would have bitched more if Jaenelle hadn't been out there, too. And if Uncle Saetan hadn't been waiting for them in the breakfast room, a jar of muscle salve for each of them in his hands.

So today Karla wasn't doing much of anything at work. She was too busy counting her bruises and rubbing more salve into aching muscles to actually be helpful. Of course, today was the day she'd agreed to help Leda out--she just hoped she'd be in any fit state to actually be useful after the long walk from town back to the dorms.

Dite's is open; please just don't be surprised if Karla is more interested in figuring out who she can convince to give her a massage than actually helping out any customers.

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Talking she can do. It's the walking, lifting, or otherwise strenuous activity she might have issues with.

Edited 2010-03-22 20:48 (UTC)

Don't make her go upstairs! You don't want a wee little witchling crying at you, do you?

Speaking of people who are filled with soreness.

Owie. I fell off a stage this weekend.

Merlin was unaware of a certain someone now being employed at Dite's. Oh, he knew Raven worked there, and had picked a day to avoid the sheer embarrassment of seeing her there.

But that put him squarely on Karla's day instead.

He had skills.

"Hello?"

"Kiss, kiss, Merlin," Karla said, slowly craning her head towards him. The peppermint smell grew more intense as he came inside. "How've you been?"

And then the reason why he was coming to 'Dite's dawned on Karla. Gulp. "Can I help you?" she asked in a tiny voice?

"Karla!" Quickly now, Merlin! Think of something! "Um... I wanted to look for something for the reserve!"

THAT MADE NO SENSE UNLESS HE WANTED AN ORGY.

Karla had no words, really.

There were, however, several interesting noises escaping from her throat. "...bwah?"

Merlin opened his mouth as if to explain, and found he had nothing.

"...Um..."

"Shall we try this again?" Karla suggested, hiding her face in her hands. "Can I help you?"

"I think I really am mentally afflicted," Merlin replied, strongly contemplating bludgeoning himself on a wall.

"Just please tell me you aren't really thinking of something for the Reserves," Karla begged, also giving thought to the wall thing.

"Not unless the island has gone even more barmy," Merlin assured her.

"Thank the Darkness," Karla muttered. "I don't even want to imagine what that activity would be like." She straightened behind the desk, turning it into a slow stretch, complete with wincing. "So, er, is there something I can help you with?"

Maybe he was looking for...books! Yes! Like romance novels or something. Something she wouldn't have to picture Arthur being involved in. At all.

Oh, if only.

"I--are you alright?"

"Just a little sore," Karla explained. Then flushed as she realized all the different ways sore could be interpreted in this store. "I went home over the weekend and started learning a new weapon," she added hastily. "Fell a lot."

That made it less of a brain destroying moment, yes. "I have some salve back in the doors that Arthur uses after training," Merlin offered. "If you'd like some."

"I've got some from home," Karla said with a small smile. "It doesn't usually smell like a candy cane in here."

"It could be a perfume. I wasn't going to assume."

Mmmm. Candy smelling.

Eeep! Into the pit?

"Ye did come back," George said, completely ignoring their surroundings as he totally focused on Karla being there.

Karla looked up quickly, winced a moment, and grinned as George came in. "I told you I would," she said. "Didn't you believe me?"

"Yer hurt," he said instantly, noticing the wince and looking her over carefully. "What happened?"

"I'd have to fall into a whole vat of it," Karla said with a laugh. She called in the jar and held it out to show Merlin. "Bunch of herbs in there, mostly soothers to relieve pain and stiffness, with peppermint to help and to make it so that I don't smell of horse liniment."

Karla's expression grew a bit wry. "I got a few impromptu lessons in Eyrien sticks," she said. "I spent a lot of time falling on my ass or getting whacked."

Jaenelle was just good enough to get past Karla's guard, but not good enough to pull her blows efficiently. Karla's chest and upper arms were almost polka-dotted.

She gave him a speculative glance. Maybe she could ask him for a back rub later. "It was an interesting weekend. How was yours?"

"I usually just add a bit of tea to mine." So he smelled like tea. Which was so much better.

Merling leaned over to look at the jar. Because he was a dork like that. "Better than those pills they seem to love here."

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