The Abbey Of St. Phallusine | Cloisterfuck | {Medium Aphro}

[healsforjustice]

As she peered out at the flickering gleams of lights in the distance, contrasting with the dark backdrop of the forest, Amelia could honestly say she didn't envy those people who must have been trying to get back to their villages for the night. The rain had never stopped all day, and now as darkness fell, the stormy clouds above had prevented even

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[healsforjustice]

Amelia said nothing, eyes casting over both objects in turn. She didn't wish to pry, it was none of her business. Still, it was hard to ignore they clearly seemed to hold qualities she recognised as that of magical items. She certainly was no stranger to those, actually idly fingering the gemstones on her own bracelets out of habit as she watched her guest. Even if she had wanted to sate her curiosity at that moment, the thought was quickly snuffed out by the question brought up by Black Lady.

Amelia blinked, head tilting in a semi confused fashion, almost as if she both couldn't believe that there was any question of motives, but at the same time, seemed to be pondering the point, tapping a finger against her lips thoughtfully. However, that didn't last terribly long, a smile soon breaking back on the princess' face. Without a word, she picked up the tiara from where it lay, and handed it over to the other girl.

"You've given me no reason to think anything back of you, so there's nothing for me to be suspicious of. Everyone deserves the benefit of the doubt, and helping people is the right and just thing to do." she replied, the answers simplicity reflecting the optimism of the healer. "Besides, it's not like there's really just good and bad people in the world, everyone had a little of both, so I'm sure if I look hard enough I'll see the good in you Miss."

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That wasn't quite the answer she was seeking, but it would suffice. The shrine maiden, or whatever she called herself, was one of those sorts who wanted to help people for no other reason than to help them, and she wasn't being very nosy about it either. Deep down a part of her wanted to be asked, to explain ll the bad things she'd done as if this young woman could somehow forgive her or at least tell her it wasn't her fault. But what if it was her fault?

"I was a bad person," she remarked, her voice nearly a whisper. Reaching out she rested a hand upon the book she'd left on the table. It glowed dimly as if energy was entering her body through the contact. It felt warm, that was what had enticed her in the first place, but the aura about it was no longer as ark as it once was. The holy warrior had purified it well enough that all that remained was a residue, a stain of what was once there. The evil would never truly go away, not when a human heart was involved.

"This all looks good. Is there a place I can go to undress and sit down for a while?" Her clothes were still rather damp, though the fire was helping. "Someplace we can both sit. If you're not busy."

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It seemed that the pink haired girl was well versed in reading people, even if Amelia never tried very hard to hide anything about herself, if at all. As expected, forgiveness and understanding would likely be given by the healer if she was aware of the entire truth. Still, she wasn't willing to pry, not unless she felt that it was safe or wise to do so. It really depended on how badly she could see the other person needed someone to speak to. Usually she was told not to force her way into private matters, even if her intentions were good, so she held off, for now.

Still, it seemed she would be relenting at some point, hearing the sudden admission from her guest. While her expression showed increasing concern and worry, she was still puzzled at the presence of the book. There was significance to the item, certainly, but in what context she couldn't understand just yet. For the moment, she would bide her time and not push too hard.

When the request was voiced, her smile came back all the brighter, turning on her heel to open the doors for Black Lady to follow her. "Come with me, you can spend the night in here, since I doubt the weather will let up til morning." she assured the girl, leading her down the hall and into one of the ornate bedrooms that was currently vacant.

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Living the way she did demanded she understand the way people thought, to predict how they'd react and capitalize on it. The skill grew with the book's power, and until the holy warrior had appeared she'd always had her way. Now she was broken, questioning everything and feeling maybe a little guilty about it all. The world seemed like a scary place now and she didn't want to seem weak, but she didn't feel threatened by the cleric. It was just the opposite, actually.

Black Lady followed as instructed, her head held high but her eyes still case downward. She'd be safe for the night, and that did a lot more for her than Amelia probably realized. "Where do you sleep?" Since she didn't know the layout of the temple, and it was dark when she arrived, she had no idea how big it was or where they were heading compared to the external shape.

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That was just what Amelia wished, to make her guest as comfortable and at ease as possible. No matter what or who she encountered, the healer intended to always be as open and friendly as possible. She wanted what was best for everyone, and sought to see the good in just about anyone. Her faith in people was unwavering, and she would regard her guest in the exact same way, and would help anyway she could.

It would have done her good to know she was offering some reassurance to Black Lady, no matter what she might have been like. Still, it surprised her that she asked such a question, but saw no reason to be anything but truthful as she let the door of the guest room swing open. "My room is down the hall on the right, so you can find me there if you need anything else."

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Her emotions were all over the place, and while at one moment she felt at peace, the next her anger rose to the surface. She didn't know what to do next, where she would go in the morning, and while she did truly feel grateful she wasn't able to convey it very well just yet. Black Lady walked closer to Amelia, standing at the guest room entrance and peering inside. It looked nice enough, a bed to sleep on and a bureau to put her possessions into. That would take up less then one drawer.

She looked down to the floor as her hand reached out, seeking out Amelia's hand to take hold of it. How long had it been since she felt this unsure of herself? Black Lady sighed, lifting her head slowly. She didn't want to be alone, but asking for more help was proving difficult. "Do you have to leave right away?"

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While Black Lady was undergoing a great deal of turbulent feelings, Amelia was pretty calm and collected. She watched her guest take in the room without incident, glad that it seemed adequete and comfortable enough for her liking. Even with the raging storm outside, she was sure the woman wouldn't be denied a restful night in such a place. After all, it seemed like she needed the rest.

However, her calm was displaced a little by the sudden gesture of a hand being offered, head tiliting at the question.

"Well, no not really. I was just going to read for a while before turning in for the night. But if you want some company, I don't mind." she offered, smiling softly as she placed her hand gently into the other girls, fingers wrapping around it with warmth and tenderness.

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A flash of lightning lit the room, casting shadows around her. Black Lady didn't flinch when the roar of thunder followed, shaking the very walls around them. Her only reaction was to hold onto Amelia's hand tightly, curling her fingers around the source of warmth. Thanks to the rain and cold, her skin was likely to feel cool to the touch.

Crimson eyes turned to Amelia, studying her face thoughtfully. Black Lady couldn't explain her feelings, with so many bouncing around in her head, but she knew for certain she didn't want to be alone. Giving Amelia's hand a squeeze, she headed into the room offered to her. "I should probably change out of this. I'd... like help," she said, glancing back. There were laces up the back, all soaked from the rain.

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If not for the fact that the loud, echoing crashes of thunder had been going on all night, Amelia would have likely jumped at the noise. She was sure nothing would go wrong, as the temple had stood for many centuries, so they were safe inside. Still, she had to wonder about the firm hold Black Lady had on her hand. She didn't mind it, but it seemed stranger. Well, perhaps she just wanted to feel someone elses warmth after being out in the rain.

With that squeeze though, she had to think there might have been something else at work. Regardless, she listened to the other girl, glancing at her outfit and quickly understanding. She wore similar attire at home, so knew how hard it could be to get it off, especially when it was so wet it was clinging to ones skin more than usual. "Alright, turn around then, I should be able to get this open for you." she smiled.

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When she'd had the power she could control the weather, make it peaceful all around her while sending storms out in other directions. Maybe one or two had gone in the direction of towns under droughts, but she told herself she didn't care. The sound of thunder had always frightened her, and after all that had happened some of that fear was creeping up on her. She focused her attention on the dress, the temple girl and the slow sense of warmth that was spreading down her arms and legs.

Black Lady let go of Amelia's and and slowly turned, lifting her hair out of the way. There was a level of trust now that she'd turned her back, and instead of looking behind she closed her eyes and waited to feel fingers working at the knot. Hopefully it hadn't become too wet and stubborn. Her breaths were slow and deep as she contemplated her next words. "I don't know how far I traveled. Are we near any towns or cities?"

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The noise above didn't really bother the healer, simply glad that she at least saved one weary traveller from wandering out in the miserable weather that night. It wasn't wise to try and navigate the forests when it was dark at the best of times, the storm making it ten times worse. Hopefully it would clear up by morning, and her guest could go where she pleased after that. In the meantime, she would tend to her as best she could.

Approaching the young woman's back, Amelia reached out to carefully start to loosen the knots, using her nails to pick them open, the wet fabric a touch difficult to part, but she managed. "You're roughly a day's travel away from a market town, the more prosperous in the region." she explained, unlacing the back of the dress until there was enough room for Black Lady to remove it entirely. But she should probably excuse herself before that, right?

[pink_is_back]

If not for the dreadful weather she might have continued wandering through the forest, stubborn and lost. Getting away from the thunder and the rain was the only reason she'd stopped, but now she felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness that seemed to lessen when Amelia drew near. The brush of fingers at her back caused her to gasp, and she lowered her head slowly.

"I'll set out tomorrow," she replied quietly, unsure if she really wanted to leave. She'd wait and see what the morning brought. Shrugging her shoulders, she began to slip the wet fabric away from her body, inch by inch, revealing more of her pale, damp skin. It was when she slipped the dress down past her chest that she glanced behind but didn't stop disrobing.

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By the time Black Lady had looked behind her, Amelia had made a point of taking towels and setting them down, alone with a robe that would be warm and dry to wear once her guest was rid of the wet garments. All the while, she made sure to avert her eyes for the sake of politeness and decency, not sure how comfortable the other was with having someone present as she undressed. Despite that, it was rather nice having company for the evening, though the circumstances were unusual.

"Let me just see if I can find some nightwear that will fit you while you dry off there." she spoke, moving across the room and keeping her back to the other girl as she went through the drawers for something that looked to be of an appropriate size. "Let me know when you're decent and I'll leave it on the bed for you to change into.

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For the longest time she'd been alone in that castle high in the mountains, so she gave little concern to the fact that Amelia was there with her as she undressed. It didn't bother her in the least. Black Lady let the wet dress continue to slide down her body until it was nothing more than a heap of soaked fabric at her feet. She stepped out of it, using one of the towels within reach to pat herself dry. Everything beneath the dress had become damp as well, and one by one those too were slipped away until only the towel she held covered her body.

The Black Lady turned slowly to watch Amelia, the towel draped around her back and neck. It did nothing to hide her features from the front. "Decent?" She asked as if the word was foreign to her. She knew the meaning, but in this context it wasn't as clear. Stepping out of the way of the wet dress and undergarments, she knelt down to pick them up and carefully fold them over her arm. "Where shall I hang these?"

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Admittedly, whatever Black Lady had experienced was unfamiliar to Amelia. Maybe it was due to her outgoing way of engaging with just about anyone, but she had never really known true loneliness. In her travels she had her friends, and at home she had her father. Even in the temple they were in now, she didn't feel isolated, comforted by the thought there were people waiting for her when her duty was done. That was a big difference between them, with Amelia naturally being her usual friendly self and having little clue of how much of an impact it could have on someone not used to such attention.

"Oh I'll get those, don't worry." she replied, trying not to let the blush she could feel rising in her cheeks take over her entire complexion as she approached. Avoiding glancing at anything she deemed inappropriate, she quickly took the wet clothes and offered a nightdress she had found and believed to be of suitable size. With that, she walked past with an embarrassed smile, heading for the door. "I'll hang these by the main fire, so they should be ready for you to wear in the morning. I guess you'll want to rest huh? So if you don't need anything else, I'll let you turn in for the night."

[pink_is_back]

That was a problem if only because Black Lady couldn't understand why the cleric was so eager to leave her alone. She didn't want to be alone, it felt bad and she'd felt bad enough for one day. The other problem was she didn't know exactly what she wanted, other than for someone to be there that wasn't trying to use her or attack her. She reached out as Amelia began to walk away, trying to catch her arm before she was out of reach.

"Don't go," she said, quiet but stern. Her head was lowered, eyes staring at the floor. "I'm not tired." It wasn't a total lie. her body was sore from travel, but her mind was too busy to fall asleep, especially with the storm outside. "Stay with me." She paused, lifting her head a little. "Please."