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Author Topic: she blinded me with science  (Read 102 times)

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Offline Felicite Veilleux

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she blinded me with science
« on: Apr 02, 18, 05:30:39 AM »
Well... the meeting with Noah had gone far better then Felicite had been expecting. You know, after she'd literally paced a hole into the cobblestone sidewalk outside the building before even bothering to enter. That aside, things had gone swimmingly and had somewhat allowed for the constantly pressing anxiety about the matter to recede somewhat now that she had part of her grandiose plan in motion. Given that she had about a million other things to do that day made that a more positive note to start everything else on, so Fel wasn't going to complain.

Instead, there was a little more relaxation to her step as she approached the entrance to the Garland estate and raised a hand to ring the bell (an incredibly fascinating device which somehow was triggered to convert timed Craft to sound and let anyone who was home know that someone was there), clasping her hands in front of her while she waited patiently. The estate was an impressive structure and it never ceased to make Fel marvel whenever she dropped by. Naturally, the conservatories, library and lab were her favorite parts of the place, but to behold the expanse in its entirely was always delightful, if not a bit overwhelming.

Idly rocking back and forth on her feet, it wasn't terribly long before the door swung open before her and she was greeted by one of Harmonie's brothers, Felixe the Prince, who recognized her nigh immediately and ushered the Landen in with an easy smile. Thanking the Rose-jeweled man, Fel managed to acceptably exchange a few pleasantries before Prince Garland directed her to where exactly her Healer friend happened to be milling out this particular afternoon. Felicite thanked him before turning to wander off in that direction.

She'd visited and conducted enough work within the residence that she'd long ago memorized her way to and from the parts of the place that were relevant to her, so it only took a couple of minutes before Fel wound up outside one of the labs that Harmonie worked out of. And there her friend was, front and center at one of the rows of workbenches hovered ever so diligently over what she could only assume was another successful set of studies.

She assumed that Harmonie could sense her presence, but Fel still exhibited a certain amount of care and silence as she approached and initially stuck out a hand in a slight wave to try and get her friend's attention without actually disturbing her work. That was a pet peeve she herself was more than familiar with, so she'd have been entirely loathe to commit such a social (at least in the scientific community) faux pas.

If she managed to get her friend's attention Felicite would offer a smile, her hands moving reflexively and fluidly to sign a more personal greeting, *Afternoon, Harm. How's everything going? These specimens are looking great today.* Indicating the plants in question with a slight tilt of her chin.

Offline Harmonie Garland

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Re: she blinded me with science
« Reply #1 on: Apr 11, 18, 12:44:50 AM »
What Fel called a lab, Harmonie called a greenhouse. It was a beautiful building made of iron, glass, magic and artistry. The Landen woman took the long way reaching the Healer who, as ever, was absorbed by the work to which her life of considerable means was devoted. Felicite, the more brilliant one in their friendship, was polite as ever in the means she employed to gather Harm’s attention. She didn’t know that the building was spelled in such a way that any entry or exit from the humid building triggered a bit of Craft that ‘nudged’ Lady Garland’s senses and alerted her to company.

This was, as many things were with Harmonie, a well kept secret. This secret allowed her a few more moments of careful note taking whilst pretending to be unaware that she was no longer alone. After Felicite’s hand entered her peripheral vision, the Healer continued scribbling for almost a minute more before turning to greet the brilliant woman whose mind she envied. There wasn’t anything in the world, even her Jewels, that Harmonie wouldn’t have traded to be a real genius instead of just an intellectual with astonishing work ethic for a member of the Territory’s aristocratic elite.

Would she have worked so hard had she been born with the Landen daughter of merchants mind? Probably not, because she just wouldn’t need to in order to understand the data her work provided. Setting down her notebook of leather and paper spelled to repel water, coffee, dirt and all other manner of possibly damaging elements, Harmonie turned to the friend she envied and smiled as they exchanged their fluidly signed greetings.

*My plants look great everyday, Any Garland that takes to horticulure as anything less than excellent gets disowned and I could not live on a budget.*” As an afterthought, with her face still smiling, elegant hands added. “*But thank you. I’m a bit frustrated at the moment. Trying to sort through the why’s and what’s of some as of yet unexplained variations I’ve discovered is proving a puzzle more complex than initially expected. I’m close to cracking it, I just need some time and a bit of luck.*

They stood surrounded by rows and rows of carefully labeled pea plants sorted by generation Within their generation the plants were grouped by the phenotypic manifestations their set was grown to track. With a sigh, Harmonie tapped her nails on the long, thin table at which she’d been absorbed in study before devoting her attention to her guest in full.

*Did I forget a date we’d set?*” This was the Healer’s polite way of asking Fel the purpose of her afternoon intrusion as it was highly unlikely she’d forgotten a scheduled bit of socialization. Harm was always quite stingy with her time and she made a habit of keeping track when she promised to share it with others.

 



Offline Felicite Veilleux

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Re: she blinded me with science
« Reply #2 on: Apr 11, 18, 01:48:08 AM »
Felicite was a patient sort when it came to other people (as long as it didn't involve her explaining things), so there was no feeling of hurry or implications of rushing while she stood and waited. If anyone could empathize with focus and needing to get all one's thoughts on a page lest they lose what they were doing, it was Fel. Anything lost in a thought process was potentially detrimental to whatever current project she might've been on, and it was part of the reason why she carried around her small notebook at all times.

Instead, it was with a genial smile that she waited for her friend's attention to fully be turned towards herself, her mossy-hued gaze drifting around the greenhouse in continual fascination. Plants were never a forte of hers, so that was part of what made it all so interesting to be surrounded by them whenever she visited. For a few brief moments her mind wandered adrift into the land of technological-plant hybrids of some kind and it brought additional amusement into her mien before she noticed the Healer's hands moving in response.

The Landen took in the signed words and processed them right away, a small quirk upward of her mouth offered at the initial comment. Harmonie was secure in her workings, if nothing else, but she wasn't wrong either. Of course they looked great. The other woman's subjects and work space both were always impeccable sights to behold, she had a mastery of her craft (both the mystical and the science variety) even to one such as herself who also took a keen interest in the subject.

*What do you have so far?* she replied silently, her gaze catching onto the plants Harm had specifically been standing in front of and studying oh so intently. *What's throwing it off? Could there be another category of variations branched off from one of the original ones?* Conjectures at best as Fel was definitely still learning the more complicated ins-and-outs of the Healer's work with the hopes of eventually translating it into the realm of actual people. Blood, specifically, but she'd mostly kept that to herself.

When asked pointedly politely what she was actually doing at the estate that afternoon, Fel blinked a few times, genuinely bewildered by the question. *I...* a pause, her fingers stilled in midair, *Thought we did have something set up for today. Did I get the days mixed up?* That would've been entirely likely for Fel as it was an all too common occurrence, so prone to forgetfulness when she was absorbed in her work she was.

*Granted, I did have something to ask in addition to the apparently mixed-up meeting, but if I've shown up at an inopportune time I can come back. Absolutely my mistake, you know I'd never barge in unwarranted.*

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Re: she blinded me with science
« Reply #3 on: Apr 18, 18, 07:52:50 PM »
The energy obsessed recipient of a Graves grant asked insightful questions and posited clever what if’s in the same thoughts. While paying attention to Fel’s answer, Harm fussed at the plants that bore blossoms white or purple depending upon which plant she brushed her fingers. A gentle smile tugged at the corner of her lips and her hands remained on their work. She wasn’t given real time to answer before Felicite began going through an awkward realization at an admirable pace. The Healer figured it kindest to let them get the uncomfortable facts out of the way. The Landen? She figured everything out at least twice as fast as most folks around her and that was on a slow day. Except when it came to those things of sense and society. In those matters, and few others, Lady Garland’s knowledge reigned supreme. Harmonie’s well placed pause, for she was ever skilled in the manners with which she wielded her silence, gave Felicite time to assimilate and handle the news that she hadn’t exactly been expected.

“*It was supposed to be tomorrow,” she signed with an understanding affect to her expression whilst explaining their misunderstanding. It wasn’t the first time Fel mixed up a meeting’s time or date. “*But it’s no matter. You’re here and nothing interrupted was damaged. No sense in your leaving. Especially now that you’ve gotten me curious.*”

Harmonie’s curiosity was such that her sign name was the letter H folded into the sign for wonder. "*Out with it then,*" She turned to face Felicite, arms legs and arms crossed. Harm olded in on herself when she focused. It stifled her urge to interrupt an interesting story or line of discussion once her interest was peaked. As a girl it was the habit for which she was most frequently scolded. In debate with the witch it could be exhausting. The more intensely she felt the more intensely she picked apart every statement trying to get as specific and perfect an understanding as possible. Her words could cut through the air and poorly constructed arguments or courses of treatment more effectively than any blade or most Craft.

Overall? It was quite gauche of the normally shy aristo woman. She always regretted it immensely, but it seemed to happen now and again anyway even when she was careful. Subsequently, she did her best to still her hands and thus her occasionally traitorous voice. The posture helped and those who knew her appreciated the focus and consideration of which it was the clearest indication. Those who didn’t could take it as a sign of hostility. As an adult she’d learn to tilt her head and soften her features in such a way that it warmed the overall effect portrayed but, particularly in the circles populated with those wealthy as the Garlands, people could be funny about such things.

One of the best things about Felicite, in Harmonie’s opinion, was that never once had the exuberant, eccentric genius misread her full, concentrated focus for anything other than the precious commodity it was. They shared an intensity of spirit that made their relationship a deep friendship rather than the many, colder academic acquaintances both had in spades.

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Re: she blinded me with science
« Reply #4 on: Apr 19, 18, 05:46:07 AM »
It'd always been her tendency to jump between subjects without always giving the other party a chance to actually answer, with her simply assuming the people she was directing inquiries at would just backtrack and indulge her with their responses. Her brain simply worked at no other speed and for the most part there had been few others who ever really tried to slow her down or get her to realize the rather socially-inept manner she tended to operate in.

Her parents had tried to when she was younger, but that had mostly failed. Abel, her little brother and now mercantile mastermind heir to the family business, never really cared one way or the other. Senja... well... she was biased in her smitten nature, so there was no doubt the dark-jeweled Priestess Queen simply let her paramour go about as she always had, even if she was one of the few who would indeed have such a sway over the Landen's behavior.

Harm was different though. The Lady Garland, despite their now deep friendship (or instead perhaps because of it), never faltered in pointing out missteps of Felicite's in etiquette and social graces, given that the Healer was very much a picturesque example of being at the top of one's game in both those arenas. She was aristocratic and flitted amidst those circles with a finesse that Fel would always envy, never to achieve herself, she'd long ago resigned herself to that. While other people would've potentially taken offense to having social faux pas being pointed out in their mannerisms, Felicite had never been the type to do so. She never found her hardworking and bright friend to be arrogant or condescending towards her, and she always took whatever criticisms in a fully constructive manner.

It just worked for them, apparently.

*Sorry,* she signed back with a sheepish and apologetic smile, defeated and most definitely embarrassed that she had gotten the date wrong. Again. As someone who carried around a notebook for her own ideas and sketches, one would've thought she'd invest in a planner to write such things down as well, but for whatever reason that notion never struck her of its own accord and she would scoff whenever another brought it up.

Fel hesitated a bit, even when given permission both in word and body language to proceed with the subject she'd brought up. Not necessarily for fear of judgment (though surely she would be receiving some) but more as she tried to figure out the best way to explain it. After a pause that spanned a few beats, the woman figured it was just best to be blunt, so she started to sign anew.

*I was visiting Senja the other day, and... well... it's a bit of a convoluted story, but essentially her exceptionally dreadful mother showed up and said in no uncertain terms that she was potentially going to be allowed permission to have Sen's control ring for her collar, should my beloved be released from Dark Haven anytime soon. And so I panicked, basically... because that would mean I'd never get to see her again, as her mother finds both myself and my relationship with her daughter distasteful and would surely hoard her away to her own manipulative gains.* She was rambling, which given that she was signing and not even speaking was equal parts impressive and amusing, really. As one would've figured that communicating non-verbally would make one prone to conciseness.

*Anyway, yes. Panic. And in my panic I struck something of a deal with her mother. I convinced her that if I am able to locate her other daughter and get her to return, then she would allow the aforementioned control ring to go to Senja's First Escort instead, who is much more trustworthy and a friend. So... this agreement has me actually needing to leave Chaillot's borders for a short time, as I'm more than certain Amandine - the younger sister - is no longer within them. And naturally then, I figured I should give you warning so you didn't worry or think I was abandoning our work together.*