SCAWWY 😱 lavi

[concoctive]

In Native American tradition, the butterfly weed is associated with love, transformation, and new beginnings. In the language of flowers, it represents optimism and joy. But, despite their beauty, they also have a surprisingly negative meaning symbolizing solitude and rejection. By giving butterfly weeds in a bouquet, they act as a warning telling the receiver to leave you alone. True to its name, Butterfly Weed is a magnet for butterflies. The plant's roots were traditionally used to treat various ailments, including respiratory issues, fevers, and even as a contraceptive.

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[bookpapers]

[Lavi hovers on over as Alfyn cuts up more bandages, watching the careful way he handles both the cloth and the weapon, with an ease that clearly demonstrates his experience with both. then he slides on in next to him on the refectory bench, taking the question as an invitation to sit.]

Haven't been sacrificed yet, so I can't really complain.

[can't he? he's bundled up carefully, scarf and headband and coat and gloves on, as if hiding every inch of skin possible. which doesn't matter because the words shine along his headband anyway, "getting attached"]

What about you?

[concoctive]

[ alfyn has the good consideration of other people to not draw attention to the words on lavi's stupid head. i, however, shake him like a maraca.

instead, he hums a laugh, working on getting the next strip out of the sleeve and working the cloth along the blade with care. if he busies himself, he won't have to worry about looking at his own writing. ]

Same. Figured I'd stay busy and out of the, uh, horsemen's? Hair? Or masks. Whatever. Famine didn't seem keen in any of us helping right now, so - bandages, in case we need 'em.

[bookpapers]

[STOP LISTEN it's fine]

They're an interesting group. [what an UNDERSTATEMENT] Just like the rest of us. We're real helpful for a bunch of strangers thrown in a shitty situation together.

[speaking of strangers, he slides his gaze over at Alfyn as he continues to work, and if he gets to peep at his INK words then he can't be blamed for looking, right]

Do you still need more robes?

[concoctive]

[ IS IT? HOW'S HE GONNA DO THIS MG, YAYWON? ]

That's one way of putting it. [ say it's an understatement without saying it's an understatement. but lavi gets to peep at the one phrase, as well as a few others - saving him is another regret, and failing to be like him a fear. ]

I won't complain about more. We might be friendly enough, despite us all being thrown into a shitty situation together, but I don't have any doubts about us getting into trouble one way or another.

[bookpapers]

[EVEYRONE HAS ENDGAME CURSED ME AND I WANNA BREAK FREE SO BAD...

also these are such sad fears what the fck. alfyn... are you okay..... Lavi contemplates asking -- because he really does want to ask, but also he doesn't want to startle Alfyn while he's using his big ole axe, hm...... well in the meantime,]

Yeah? Is that just a feeling of yours, or have you already met a troublemaker?