[ Video // Filtered away from Hattie LIKE A BOSS ]

[ella_of_frell]

[ So this is an Ella. An Ella on a mission. And that mission, is to take back what was hers. Like her home. But first, pre-emptive things need to be acquired. She's at the table in her apartment with Kyra pacing restlessly. ]

So I've checked a number of flower shops, but I've only been able to get my hands on pretty common flower bouquets. I'm looking for something specific.

Effelwort, or bogweed. Well, bogweed is what I need the most.

Oh! And I also need at least three sprigs of thistlewind - or something comparable. They're herbs for helping someone to sleep for a few hours.

[ Not for her though. She eyes her paper thoughtfully, crossing some things off. ]

Guess that's it - I think there's something called Valerian root that would work too, but according to what I've read it might be a little too strong. [ She didn't want Hattie to pull a Sleeping Beauty. She pauses for a second. ]

Also - does anyone know what happens to the belongings of a person who is sent back home by that Core?

[ Because she's curious if what Hattie said was true ahead of time. But she isn't going to stay long, as she gets to her feet and motions to her wolf. ]

Enough Kyra, she's not here anymore, and I need to go shopping.

Comments

[ella_of_frell]

I think that depends on how 'over the top' I'd go.

[ She looks relieved at the latter, and then bemused. ]

Heavens forbid. I'll ... do that. [ Well she would anyway so she doesn't mind so much, that offhanded comment. Although now she's going to say hello to every tall, slender man with dark hair and leather coat she sees. ]

Ah, yes, that's definitely something to be avoided. [ She stands when he does, moving to see him to the door. ]

It was lovely speaking with you John - and again, thank you for your help. Feel free to stop by any time, alright?

[freeholding]

[If he ever finds out about her curse, he's going to be mortified.] Brown eyes, looks perpetually underfed. Friendlier than he seems at first. Apparently wizards are required to be surly.

[My god, he's had tea with someone and it wasn't politicking and the tea wasn't laced in poison and he even spoke a little about himself. It's been a rather long time for that...]

Anytime I can be of assistance, let me know. [Feeling courtly, he bows, a silent show of appreciation.] Good evening, Ms. Ella.

[ella_of_frell]

[ Aw no John D: ]

Sounds like an interesting person. [ CLEARY. But she laughs at the description nonetheless, curtseying in response to his bow. ]

Have a pleasant night.