OPEN | i just blue myself

[justnice]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Finch!
RECIPIENT: You!
WHAT: A very important question.
WHEN: Post-cure distribution.
WHERE: Your local Gallows laundries.
 

So, ah,

Anyone reckon they know how to get blue out of things?

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[dashing]

Blue what?

( Asked slowly, waiting for what else will go awry. Has he been attacked by a blue flamingo, this time? ) Ink?

[justnice]

No, well — I don't think so. Someone said it's blood, only it doesn't look like any blood I've seen. Doesn't smell like it either. But it's on half the linens now, isn't it.

[dashing]

If it were blood, I would assume it would be removed by the same means regardless of colour.

( Cold water, vinegar if it can be spared. She is not an expert in laundry, along with the other list of things she is not an expert in. )

[justnice]

That's half why I reckon, that it can't be blood. Do sick folks have different blood? Do templars have different blood?

[ were people figuring this out or something ?? ]

[dashing]

We all have the same blood. There was a sickness in the blood, but I am afraid I am no expert in all that entailed. Did someone tell you it was blood?

( she feels this poor child is perhaps
the victim of some terrible practical joke )

[justice_is_blond]

I'm... not certain that will come out. I'm also not certain it should be heavily handled. Take care with that and perhaps consider gloves.

[justnice]

So you do think it's blood —

[ you've got to be careful with blood!! other people's, at least. ]

[justice_is_blond]

No, not blood. The remains of consumed lyrium.

[justnice]

Why've we got to go and mess up the gloves, then?

[justice_is_blond]

Because you're not a Dwarf, and while some handling should be fine, we have no idea what extensive exposure might do.

[faithlikeaseed]

[oh no, child.

helpfully,] It's lyrium. As Warden Anders said, it might not be safe to handle, [though they'd all been coming in plenty of contact with it, so--] though if I were to guess on how to get it out of linens...whatever you do for rust?

[justnice]

[ wait a minute ]

Lyrium, like they do spells with?

[faithlikeaseed]

The same stuff. Though it won't be any use to anyone's magic now--it's been used up.

[justnice]

That's like enchantments, though, isn't it? I've heard about those. Maybe if we sold them, could get some decent sheets back.

[faithlikeaseed]

[he thinks about that approximately three seconds longer than he should.]

We'd have to say what they were enchanted to do, though, or nobody'd buy them.

[paladingus]

[Simon feels responsible for at least some of that blue, presuming it is what he thinks it is. He probably, too, in retrospect, made kind of a mess of the laundry rooms in the whole manic process of being blue. The least he can do is help now.]

Get as many lemons as the kitchens can spare, if they've got any. Vinegar if they don't, but the lemons will work better and they'll be easier to rub right on the stains. A bit of salt wouldn't go amiss if they're really stubborn. Hang them out in the sunshine when the weather permits and then wash them once the blue's faded.

We're all sorry about the stains, really. But it's not likely to happen again.

[justnice]

I don't reckon anyone's got to apologize for being sick. You'd think they'd have you all in blue, though, not red. Be a sight more convenient.

[ probably that's how a templar knows so much about laundry in the first place ]

[paladingus]

And more flattering. I'll add it to the Chantry Relations agenda. If we're reforming anyway, we might as well get nicer-looking armor that doesn't show lyrium stains.

Although I suppose then we might get confused for Wardens at a distance, so that wouldn't do.

[justnice]

Is that what that's all for then? Templars and — [ stuff probably isn't correct ] — things?

[ much better ]

[paladingus]

What, the lyrium? Or the Chantry Relations agenda? That's all sorts of things; really a lot of is just trying to convince the revered mothers we're not heretics. It's, you know. Having better relations. With the Chantry. Such as it is right now.

[degenere]

That of course depends. What are the things?

[justnice]

Mostly sheets, and rags, and clothes, and thi — I think. There's some, um, private things. Too.

[degenere]

Ah, underclothes. I see. Well, I do not see, because, of course, they are private.

[And this is a crystal message. Still.]

For those things, I suggest you give them to a laundress. Problem solved.

[justnice]

I am the laun —

[ wait. what's the boy word. ]

— Der. Laund...rer. Launderer. Man.

[degenere]

[A pause.]

You are a launderer-man who does not know the removal of stains, or his own title?