"There's no hurry. I've had a rough day, I'm not in any hurry to do anything..." That wasn't as flirty as it was whiny. Probably in part due to the tea taking effect. The other part being that, not being alone, she could lower her guard.
Maya attempts to raise an objection, but is silenced as he runs off to defend the house. She crosses her arms... a move she regrets after she does it, but she doesn't move again because it will ruin this whole petulant child thing she has going on. Sure, it'd be nice if Briar went along, but it would have been nicer if it didn't feel so much like a babysitter. She could take care of herself, when people didn't blow up her house.
She quiets herself and hums lightly into the air, listening to the vibrations of magics around her in response to her call. A simple spell, one of her first, and not of much value but as a sort of relaxation technique. Also it'll keep her mind focused on something other than the tea. Which is awful cold. Once Briar is back, "I wasn't planning on trying anything until I could sneak past you and your sisters to get out of here."
What, if she could successfully escape four of the most well known mages in the world, she was ready to bust a few heads.
"I didn't think you would be. You can borrow some of my clothes to sleep in if you want them." Sleeping in what's left of hers doesn't seem like an especially comfortable or clean proposition.
He can feel a bit of that spell lingering in the air when he comes back. "That's harder than you think. By the time you get all of us in the house, there's enough different magics keeping an eye on things that sneaking doesn't work so well." Especially not when they're all on guard for whatever enemy she might have made.
Briar won't push her any more tonight about accepting help, but he's a light sleeper these days. Even while he's sleeping, he'll notice if she tries to leave. He puts a careful, apologetic hand on one of the few bits of her arm that isn't torn up. "Can I get you something hot to make up for the cold tea? I'm sorry about that, I just didn't want you waiting while water boiled for your painkillers."
"I... really don't want to think about getting dressed, I'll sleep naked and take you up on clothes in the morning," She was pretty sure the answer was cut off what was left of her clothes, burn them, and worry about pants when everything else was worried about.
"Which means if I manage it, I can go do this on my own?" She would be smiling if that wasn't too much effort at the moment. Briar's defenses she knew pretty well, she also knew that, without a plant mage around, her sing song could disrupt plants from being quite so attentive. She didn't know what his sisters could do, but it would make sure she was ready for anything if she was ready for them.
"...I guess I should eat something, after all of that." She wasn't sure if eating was a thing she could manage. Both the energy to eat and keeping it down. There was also the fact that she didn't want to move around much and eating lead to complicated other needs. "But maybe I can wait to see what I'm up for in the morning?"
"I might have to talk to Daja, I needed her to help me make a tin flute, it accelerates healing when played properly..." Hopefully Daja could make one without her, but the spells in the metal were more important than making sure the instrument was in the right key, it was better in certain keys, but not required. She'd need to remember the song.
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Maya attempts to raise an objection, but is silenced as he runs off to defend the house. She crosses her arms... a move she regrets after she does it, but she doesn't move again because it will ruin this whole petulant child thing she has going on. Sure, it'd be nice if Briar went along, but it would have been nicer if it didn't feel so much like a babysitter. She could take care of herself, when people didn't blow up her house.
She quiets herself and hums lightly into the air, listening to the vibrations of magics around her in response to her call. A simple spell, one of her first, and not of much value but as a sort of relaxation technique. Also it'll keep her mind focused on something other than the tea. Which is awful cold. Once Briar is back, "I wasn't planning on trying anything until I could sneak past you and your sisters to get out of here."
What, if she could successfully escape four of the most well known mages in the world, she was ready to bust a few heads.
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He can feel a bit of that spell lingering in the air when he comes back. "That's harder than you think. By the time you get all of us in the house, there's enough different magics keeping an eye on things that sneaking doesn't work so well." Especially not when they're all on guard for whatever enemy she might have made.
Briar won't push her any more tonight about accepting help, but he's a light sleeper these days. Even while he's sleeping, he'll notice if she tries to leave. He puts a careful, apologetic hand on one of the few bits of her arm that isn't torn up. "Can I get you something hot to make up for the cold tea? I'm sorry about that, I just didn't want you waiting while water boiled for your painkillers."
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"Which means if I manage it, I can go do this on my own?" She would be smiling if that wasn't too much effort at the moment. Briar's defenses she knew pretty well, she also knew that, without a plant mage around, her sing song could disrupt plants from being quite so attentive. She didn't know what his sisters could do, but it would make sure she was ready for anything if she was ready for them.
"...I guess I should eat something, after all of that." She wasn't sure if eating was a thing she could manage. Both the energy to eat and keeping it down. There was also the fact that she didn't want to move around much and eating lead to complicated other needs. "But maybe I can wait to see what I'm up for in the morning?"
"I might have to talk to Daja, I needed her to help me make a tin flute, it accelerates healing when played properly..." Hopefully Daja could make one without her, but the spells in the metal were more important than making sure the instrument was in the right key, it was better in certain keys, but not required. She'd need to remember the song.