[Juliet has pulled her hair completely away from her face, this evening. She looks a little shaken, a bit paler than usual, which only makes the words burned onto her neck stand out more. She angles the device so that it gets a clear view of the text. "The game's afoot: Follow your spirit; and, upon this charge Cry 'God for Harry! England and
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I was going to the indoor marketplace, to find more thread. I didn't want to run out part-way through the work. On my way there, someone or something struck me, and I lost consciousness. Lord Saxon found me by the edge of the city, nearly in the wastes, and revived me. The markings were there when he found me, he said. I'd thought it was a bite, at first; it burned when I moved my neck. My basket was gone - I suppose I dropped it when I was first attacked. And Lord Saxon was kind enough to see me home safely.
[She chokes back a sob. She'll have her cry when she's not speaking to someone, if she can help it.]
I'm only glad someone was able to help me. I didn't think it would be so dangerous to go back to the marketplace. I took the very same route I took yesterday, and I kept my watch, as I always do. If - if Lord Saxon had not found me....
[She swallows visibly and shakes her head a ( ... )
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You have been by the Clinic?
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At this point, I don't think it matters.
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Given that whoever attacked me struck me from behind, it would have done me little good in this instance, but the city is dangerous enough that learning such things would be most prudent.
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It would have taught you not to let your guard down. [And pause. Voice sliiightly less sharp.] I regret that running errands for me has left you in such a state.
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I had not, Lord Duroc, I swear it! I was as careful as I could have been, so I had thought.
I - I could just as easily have been running errands for the household. You bear no blame or fault for what has happened.
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We shall. I most certainly shall. I do not intend to go anywhere without a trusted escort until I am capable of doing so safely.
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[He takes a moment to look at her, then off to the side. It's not necessarily the fact that someone harmed her (though that, too, bothers him) - it's the choice of victims, the timing and the chaos. It can't be undone, though. And so, he moves on.]
You'll have the fabric tomorrow, before noon.
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[And she smiles at him.]
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