☤ Golden Heart, Cold Hands ☤
{ Location: The Refuge, Vylmira > master bedroom }
{ Equipment: Pajamas, meditation amulet }
{ Tag:
Henna Ga'yali
}
{ Equipment: Pajamas, meditation amulet }
{ Tag:
Henna Ga'yali
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Most of Vylmira was wealthy.But not all.
Prennis, with the shiniest heart of golden-hearted nurses, had gravitated towards that fact the second she had stepped foot on Voph's homeworld. And, if possible, since moving to the planet and settling into her new home, the issue had ossified even more profoundly into her mind. Sine becoming Lord Commander some time ago, Voph's residence in the Refuge had dwindled and, even though he had his promotion had on him, the empty stone halls and lament-wailing mountain air was not something that had yet grown on Prenn. At any chance for an outing, at nearly every waking hour she felt well enough to airspeeder into the capital, she pounced.
Today was not one of those days, but tomorrow was. She would need these next hours to rest her feet, her soul, before using both of them all day long. Dawn until dusk. Feeding the hungry wasn't work for the weary.
The practitioner sat near the master bedroom's fireplace with one foot tucked under her between the seat cushion, a blanket draping her shoulders, and her datapad in her lap. She wrote up the holo ad - "Volunteers needed this Taungsday at Samaritan Food Bank in Vylmira City to help prepare and serve meals to recipients. Please contact Prennis Keeoli, NP, to coordinate. Thank you!" - and hit publish. Now all there was to do was wait. She sat back and took a long sip of her hot bergamot tea.
If she had to, she'd serve all who showed up herself, but she'd oblige a few extra hands, indeed.
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