OOM - Camping Out

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth moved to stand in an open area that seemed to be open enough to keep watch on all sides.

She shifts her pack on her shoulder more comfortably before turning to give a raised brow to the others.

"Here good for the night?"

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[boundxkitty]

"It is more the people that live in it than the world itself." She gives a warm smile. "Thank you Khemrys. I do wish it. There are so few leopards in my world that I considered most family, and I had hoped to include you among them."

She curls her knees up to her and rests her chin on them. "This one is much smaller than the one back home. Plus this pack isn't based much on one's power where as the groups back home have a large dominance hierarchy."

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

"You have ever been kind to me, from the moment we met, Lady Elizabeth, and I've none to nay-say a call of kinship should I offer..." she admitted with a smile. "It is not much I offer, without home or belongings, but it is yours"

"I...do not believe I would enjoy meeting his home Pack then" she admitted, a hint of sadness in her tone. She had been curious about his family..."I would fane see such unkind to him..."

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth reaches over and wraps an arm around Khemrys's shoulders. "Family isn't always about the things that we own but more of comfort, safety, and companionship." It only took her about eight months at Milliways to fully understand this.

"The pack isn't all bad. The one main problem to the peace of the pack is long dead, though in the bar all the same." She gives a comforting smile. "It is similar to the workings of a real wolf pack at times, but they are not unkind to their own. Jason is very well taken care of back home."

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

She leaned tiredly into the arm for a moment before straightening and stretching as best she could in human form "That I believe, Lady elizabeth, that I believe...would you care to join me?" she offered, holding up a small cake of soap and the comb "At least to get the worst of it?"

This is honestly the first she's heard of the dead being in Bar, no one having spoke to her of such before, and perhaps her eyes widen a bit, but it is not as strange as some things perhaps. "That being so...mayhap one day I might beg for a chance to see your own world..."

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth rose, the fact that she was tired showing in that the move was very human and not the otherworldly grace she normally had. "That sounds like a wonderful idea."

She moved in the direction that Khemrys had earlier to get water, though a little slowly. "I think that would be fun. Though it will most likely be a lot different than this world. Though we could even go see Jason at work." That twinkle in her eyes is betting on the fact that Jason hasn't told Khemrys what it was that he did.

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

As a favor to both of them Khemrys led the way slowly. Let teh light fade, dinner wasn't going to burn and they'd certainly earned the right to be sore. She saved further conversation until she was at the stream side, which ended up being deeper that it looked.

"My lords profession?" she asked curiously, unbraiding the travel worn hair and slowly combing it out.

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth had brought her own brush with, so she sat and brushed her hair out. She'd just had it in a ponytail, which she thinks now was a mistake. Maybe she'd braid it before she turned in for the night.

"You didn't know that Jason worked back home?"

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

"I had assumed he did" she admitted. "A lords man of some sort...but it had not accure dto me to ask for details" Seeing as how her own hair wasn't nearly so tangled, she scooted over and started brushing out some of the snarls for Elizabeth when she finished.

"Everyone needs must do summat"

[boundxkitty]

For which Elizabeth is ever so grateful. "Thanks." Definitely a braid for tomorrow's travels.

"He's in the entertainment business. Though he might want to explain the details himself." Jason might be a little more tactful than Elizabeth in explaining that he's a stripper.

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

"I can help you braid it tightly, once your hair dries" she offered, something she's good at is hair, living in an Abbey full of women tends to breed such skills. Then she stifled a yelp as she stripped quickly and slid into the stream. Early spring still had melt water running in the streams!

So it was that her next words were chattered through her teeth "Entertainment?" she mused. "I will have to ask him..."

[boundxkitty]

"That would be such a help." Elizabeth stripped and slid into the stream a little more slowly at the sound from Khemrys. Easing into the cold wasn't too bad. "If you wouldn't mind that is."

She gives a small nod. "It's a fairly interesting job. And like I said, we can make arrangements for you to come visit and we can always visit him at work."

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

"I don't mind at all...I rather enjoy it actually" she admitted. It was relaxing to brush and braid hair, one of the smaller things she missed upon leaving the abbey. A quick dunking and equally hasty scrubbing, and she was starting to think longingly of that fire...

"I think I would fair enjoy that..." she admitted "Though honestly I feel I make a poor showing beside the pair of you, dull as I am..."

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth took a more relaxing speed for washing. Though, between the higher body temperature and the numbness that had started sinking in from traveling the water didn't bother her all that much. "Wonderful."

"You are not dull Khemrys. Merely different. Not everyone in my Pard and Jason's Pack are like us. Some are quiet, some are obnoxious." She's thinking Caleb there which were Jason here, he might agree with. "Everyone is different, sometimes just because of personality, sometimes because of where they grow up, but it's the difference that makes you who you are."

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

Alas, Khemrys doens't seem to have a much higher temperature than can be accounted for by good metabolism, and her own aches and pains are well past numb within a few moments. Luckily, she's not one to complain, simply endure, and so she ends up back on the bank and worming into a clean shift. "You're fair hardened to stand that water so" she teased gently.

"Well, regardless, I'll do my best not to dissapoint." she admitted, just a little more worried about such than she let.

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth moves slowly to the bank and pulls on the clean cloths that she had brought. She gives a small grin to Khemrys. "It's a mixture of things that help me stand it, one of them being too tired to really care."

"I'm sure you'll be fine. The biggest thing will probably be the environment shift." Elizabeth is now thinking sleeping arrangements at her apartment. She's got a second bedroom, so that's not really a problem. She's just not sure how Khemrys will react with Caleb staying in Elizabeth's room. He might just be shuffled to the couch for Khemrys's stay.

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

"Ach, I should have thought as much!" she fussed "A fine healer I make letting you sit in that water..." she shooed Elizabeth teasingly back towards camp "We can warm the blankets by the fire at least"

When they finally, she chucked and stirred the bubbling soup "Oh, I'm sure that it will be a fair shock, seeing as how many of my own commonplace things are strage to you...I can't imagine a world where embrodiery isn't a common past time..."

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth gives a soft chuckle at the shooing. "I'll be fine. So far there is yet to be a cold that I can catch. Though that warm fire sounds nice now."

Elizabeth settles close to the fire so that she can absorb its warmth. "Well, everyone tends to be too fast paced to worry about embroidery. Especially when you can go to the store to get that done." She tilts her head to think a moment. "There are cars for faster traveling for one."

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

Not to be so easily reassured, Khemrys tucked a blanket warmly along her shoulders and filled a small tin with thick soup. That and a chunk of journey bread should hold her over and warm her up until the men returned.

Then Khemrys actually sat downas well, sitting upon her own blanket, finger combing her hair idle as she debated eating herself. "Cars? Are they much like horses?"

[boundxkitty]

"Thanks." She doesn't think that telling Khemrys that it isn't necessary will stop her. So she just accepts it.

"Faster." Is the small mumble around bread. And once she finishes the mouthful, she continues. "They are not alive, they are machines, and they travel faster than horses can travel."

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

It gives her something to do at least, idleness not coming naturally to her. Besides, how else can she show her gratitude for their company than by caring?

"During the war there were great machines...the Kolder brought great metal crawlers to knock down walls and spit fire I'm told..." she mused quietly.

[And I'm away to work :'(]

[boundxkitty]

To just be company herself? That's all Elizabeth will ever ask unless she has a need for something specific.

There's a wry smirk from Elizabeth. "Well, cars don't spit fire. Generally, if there's fire on them it means something is wrong with them. Though they're easy enough to use, and safe."

[awww..have fun!]

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

Well, she's occupied company then, and perhaps that is a good thing. It leaves her less ability to fret.

"Your Cars are not machines of war then...but do they also run on some strange energy? Once the supply lines were cut, it was almost as if the war crawlers starved to death I'm told, freezing and no longer moving..."

[boundxkitty]

Elizabeth doesn't fret often. She has too big of a carefree attitude at times.

"No, they are not machines of war. They are just machines used to make traveling great distances easier. They run on gas, which is made from oil that is found in the ground in certain places in our world."

[homeless-pard.livejournal.com]

Well, Khemrys will certainly look out for her then, and perhaps the girl herself may even learn to relax somewhat in turn.

"And there ae many of these machines?" she asked curiously, trying to picture a land where it could be so. It seems rather...impersonal in her mind. Horses did not like her blood, she could watch them from afar, and many sought solace in them...could they do the same for machines?

[boundxkitty]

Relaxing is a good thing. Elizabeth lives by it. And she would be happy to help Khemrys learn how to do so properly. Though that might require a shopping trip or spa trip, to do it properly that is.

"Yes, tens of thousands. Most adults own at least one. They come in a varity of styles and colors." She gives a small smile. "Though in the bigger cities, people tend to use public transportation due to lack of space for all the cars that would be needed."