IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

[samantha_grey]

An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

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[freezerburned]

[It's cool, he understands... well, he saw her post. He just doesn't really know her well enough to offer much sympathy so he keeps it short, impersonal.]

okay so in my world there were these like witches or something and they used ground up dust to keep... uhhh supernatural stuff from crossing. like a barrier.

it was like- ash. mountain ash there we go

do you have any, how much do you have, and what do you want for it

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[samantha_grey]

Ok, I can leave the house for that. It'll take me fifteen, twenty minutes until I get to the shop. Price is cheap on it. Carry salt or sage with you if you have it.

Sea salt, not that iodized crap.

[Helping someone else? That made this a LOT easier to get behind. She was always better motivated by someone else's problems than she was by her own.]

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[freezerburned]

cool. i can meet you there

im kind of... broke... but ill give you what i have

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[samantha_grey]

We'll talk when you get there. I'm sending directions.

[Samantha was not one for charity cases, but the reality was that mountain ash was cheap, there was a lot, and right now she couldn't imagine refusing anyone that for something like a couple copper runes that it'd cost.]

Offline?

[freezerburned]

[Isaac shows up at the apothecary about twenty minutes after the directions are sent. He hasn't really slept and he looks... well, more morose than afraid or alarmed. A wisp of shadow follows him through the door, something... small, childlike.]

Samantha?

[samantha_grey]

[There's three censers burning sage, and the place practically reeks of it right now, more than usual. The space is cramped, and when he crosses the threshold he can see salt all along it. The girl that emerges from the back looks... for lack of a better word, haggard.

She emerges, holding a small packet. It's easily a good, healthy double fisted looking package and should last for a bit, though there were limits to how much she could get together in short order.]

Really hope you're not planning to hit a whole house with this. There's only so much I can get. Might be able to double this.

[freezerburned]

[Isaac nods, leaning over the front counter to look at the package. He doesn't know how much of it they need- he's not the druid emissary-in-training, here- but that looks like it should be enough for their purposes.]

I just need to make a circle that a few people can sit in. That should be fine.

[He digs into his pocket then, and plunks down three coppers on the counter. Another few moments of searching, and he produces a fourth. Isaac bites his lip, ducking his head a little.]

-I can throw in a gerbil or a fish something, but that's all I've got.

[samantha_grey]

More than enough. Just be careful and make sure there's no breeze. Have the extra handy just in case. [She plucked up one of the coppers and shook her head.]

Do me a favor. Tell folks about this shop, and we'll call this even. I could use what good press I can get right now.

[freezerburned]

...thanks.

[He manages a weak smile toward her and takes a step back, pocketing his change and reaching for the bag.]

I appreciate it.

[samantha_grey]

Don't mention it. [She handed it to him and sank into a chair.] I've built up enough bad karma in this place that anything I can do's worth it. Just... be careful. The spirits aren't something to take lightly.

[freezerburned]

I noticed.

[He sighs, glancing out toward the doorway, where the shadow of his ghost seems to be looming.]

You, uh... you okay?

[samantha_grey]

No, but it's nothing that you can fix. In the end, it's something only I can truly repair, and I'm not sure if it hasn't been too long to actually do.

[freezerburned]

[Isaac nods slowly, taking a few steps back with the ash in his arms.]

I get it. Well- thanks. For this, I mean.

[samantha_grey]

You're welcome. Good luck with the warding or sealing you're planning. Hope it works out on your end.

[freezerburned]

[Isaac nods at that, pleased that he's gotten what he needs, and turns to leave.]