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human bodies are strange things | 01

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Myira
RECIPIENT: Basically anyone with a crystal
WHAT: Myira discovers certain bodily functions that birds don't have to deal with.
WHEN: Early morning
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: Discussion of menstruation

Oh Skies, I think I'm DYING!

[ One might be tempted to chock this up to Myira being overly excited or dramatic about, well, pretty much everything but the panic in her voice is real enough. ]

There's blood! Blood's supposed t'stay inside of you!

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[Uh. Hopefully this is not another ... plague thing.]

Where are you? Are you close to the healing tents?

I'm in my room in th' tower...

Can you walk? How bad is the cut?

Um...

[ A pause. ]

...I can't find a cut.

You can't find a - hold on, where's your room? I'm going to come to you.

[There's the sound of robes rustling, of her yelling 'Carlos! Damn it, he's gone, FINE, I'll ... handle this...']

Uh, first door on th' left, fifth floor of the Templar Tower?

[ Everyone wants to come to her room to help her, which she's okay with. ]

Edited 2018-07-13 16:44 (UTC)

They let you stay in the Templar Tower? Man, you must be important.

[Feet moving, sounds of someone climbing down steps rapidly, then running then up more stairs.]

Okay! [Breathless] Door unlocked?

THe room was empty so I just moved in...

[ A pause. ]

Oh. Yeah, should be.

[ When the room is entered, Myira is sitting in bed, blanket around her shoulders and looking miserably at the stain of blood on her sheets. It's a room meant for more than one person, but the other beds are all empty--at least for now. ]

Really ... well, I guess that makes sense. I mean, with all the Kirkwall nonsense and all.

[Footsteps right outside the door.]

Ah, and I'm Mal, by the way.

[Pushing open the door, Mal stands there for a moment in all her diminative glory, sweeping her gaze over the other girl. Her eyes immediately widened.]

Maker's Balls, are you bleeding internally? Is blood coming out of your mouth or ears?

[ Myira looks entirely miserable. ]

...'m Myira.

[ Myira goes wide-eyed and shakes her head. ]

Um! No, I think... Uh...

[ She draws her blanket back a little to reveal more blood on her night clothes (something else she's been getting used to), rather conspicuously in the area of her crotch. ]

[Mal looked at the sheets again, and then at Myira and - something - clicked into - place. Her expression softened, as did her voice as she moved forward.]

So, Myira ... how old are you?

[ Myira stares. ]

Humanwise or ravenwise?

[... well okay that was a new one.]

Eeeeeh, let's go humanwise. Pretty sure ravens don't have this problem.

[ Myira purses her lips and frowns. Her brow furrows as she thinks, obviously trying to line up where she is in her life with what she knows about humans. ]

I think nineteen or twenny.

Edited 2018-07-14 03:38 (UTC)

Oh-kay, and for how many of those years, give or take, were you a raven instead of a girl? [Because that could explain ... well a lot about the problem, nothing about how a girl could stay as a raven for so long.

[ Myira purses her lips and thinks. ]

All of 'em, except for a few days here and there.

Okay well ... that is going to be a little awkward for me to explain. Uhm. Okay. So ... have you heard about a female's monthly troubles?

[Oh this going to be so, so awkward. So she's going to be looking around for some clean cloths.]

It is ... ah ... where we bleed, once a month, from our wombs.

...What?

[ Myira stares, trying to comprehend what she's hearing. ]

You bleed once a month? Why?

...Yeah okay listen, there is a whole bunch of garbage that the Chantry says about Andraste's Great Gift to be able to bear children and all that, but honestly? It's just the womb cleaning itself out for a month, unless you got a baby in there.

[Mal shrugs.] Don't know the wheres and hows and whatever, that is Carolus's department. [She moves towards the bed.] We'll have to get the sheets washed and you'll have to wear a rag between your legs for the next few days, and keep changing it out.

Wait so you bleed if'n you don't lay eggs? Skies, how do the lot of you stand it?

[ Myira grumbles and flops back into her bed for a moment, all flounce and annoyance. ]

How am I supposed to hold a rag twixt my legs? With my hand?

Er, we don't. At least not quietly. I personally have threatened to twist the arm off more than one male if they didn't give me chocolate.

[Mal finds a water basin, and magically heats it.]

No, you have another cloth around your waist, and you tie the ends to that. Sort of like ...really uncomfortable underclothes.

[ Myira continues to sit in bed, looking grumpy about the whole thing. ]

What's chocolate? And that sounds stupid. This whole thing is stupid. Why are human girls stuck like this? Skies, what human god thought this was a good idea?

Have you never had chocolate? Oh Maker's Balls, woman. We have to get you chocolate. It will make Everything better.

[Mal fixed up two rags as she had been talking about, before she snorted.]

Pretty sure that's just how we were made.

Why? Is it a medicine?

[ Myira blinks and reaches out to take the ah, remedy to her issue. ]

Well that's stupid. Who went an' made humans like that. The Skies didn't make ravens anythin' like that.

Yes. The most delicious medicine there is.

[She paused for a moment, before she snorted.]

Like I said, there's some religious thoughts on the matter. I really just think it's how we're built.

What has happened? Where are you located? I can carry you to a Healer. (Maedhros means well and he is about to make this worse, isn't he.)

I woke up and there's blood all over my bed!!!

[ Probably an exaggeration but Myira feels that she's entitled to be a bit dramatic. ]

Are you in pain? (He is having some...realization. She has managed to make him blush.)

Have you been stabbed?

[ She didn't mean to do that, in her defense. ]

...Kinda.

[ She grumbles. ]

I feel all achey. My belly hurts.

(She is more than forgiven! Poor lady.)

I think I know what ails you. Hot tea might bring you some relief.

Why would tea help me?

The heat would ease your cramping muscles.

...Is it just a cramp?

I thought I was dying.

Not just. You have my sympathy for the burdens of your sex.

[ With a mixture of sympathy and laughter - ]

Oh. No. You're okay.

[ Such betrayal. ]

Kitty, this is serious!

I don't think it is. Is it from - you know - between your legs? That just happens to girls.

WHAT?

[ UNACCEPTABLE!!! ]

Every month.

Why?

I dunno. Why do we have ten toes? It's just how it works.

Well it's stupid and now there's blood on my sheets.

Can you - you know - change form? To make it stop, maybe?

I dunno I never stayed a human this long before.

[ There's a pause of several minutes. ]

...I don't think it worked.

Worth a try, I suppose. Oh, well. I guess you'll just have to put up with it.

[ A long, drawn out groan of resignation. ]

How do you do this?

Do what? Be a human?

Yeah, I suppose?

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