secrets of fields and ponds

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Satyana Mitra

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secrets of fields and ponds
« on: October 17, 2018, 01:36:26 AM »
The humidity would make Satya scream one day, she was sure. Walking the cool stone halls of the temple, hair pulled up into a braid and pinned to her head in a tight coil to keep it off her neck, she couldn't help but pray for the wind to pick up. The idea of a breeze to lift the heat up off of her beautiful gem of a temple and out onto the grass cooled her. The grasses were an idyll. Frequently a scene that allowed her to clear her mind and descend into the Darkness, but at that moment she turned instead a weather eye at the sky beyond the steps and found it unappealing.

It felt like a storm was coming. The clouds were sparse but the tension in the air was just right, the heat and the friction heavy against her skin.

The stone of the pillar was rough against her hand, and she spent a long moment gazing out across the fields before turning and sweeping back into the temple, following halls that alternated bare stone and decorated with thin, fine tapestries. There was an art to decorating a temple with expensive, beautiful things without being ostentatious, and Satyana prided herself on her ability to arrange her domain just so.

She made her way out and to the side, flowing down the steps to one of the gardens, hunting for shade on one of the benches beneath the weeping trees. There was a pond by one, lily pad heavy, and she could see the small school of gilded fish jostling in their shade. Beyond the tree was the wall that divided Satya's space from the city, the bustle of human noise pressing close but just out of reach. She'd have to raise an aural shield when the crowd came, offer a little more separation from the crush.

There was no real change between in the shade and out, but it felt good to sit. Her robes billowed out, layered but light. Tiny gems and sparkled threads caught and reflected. She saw, out of the corner of her eye, a shadow appear, a girl. Dressed to fall into obscurity, to be invisible. A sight shield fell into place over her in a flash and she was gone, ghosting into the halls of the temple. There would be a gift, no doubt, some little coded thing. A flower maybe, a feather. Craft touched, just barely.

That put her in a better mood. She put her hands in her lap, fingers laced. It was almost time for one of her regulars to appear.

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Neha Rajani

    Tiger Eye to Summer-sky
  • witch
  • Played By: dergon

    Hayll Terreille
    20 Posts    25 marks
Re: secrets of fields and ponds
« Reply #1 on: October 20, 2018, 08:10:09 AM »

Hair covered with silk, and dress stiff with embroidery, Neha Rajani moved from the city street to temple. The boy who had escorted her was waiting with the carriage. Pallav had refused to allow her to ride her camel so far. Mistrustful of her skill and the beast’s behavior. Neha Rajani would not have listened to him at all if he hadn’t implied threats of her husband being summoned to cow her. Savitr was only freshly gone and Neha Rajani was not ready to face him again so soon.

Inside the courtyard Satyana sat as if waiting just for Neha Rajani. Perhaps she was, the Darkness whispering in the priestess’ ear to warn her of the witch’s coming. She did not pretend to know the secret inner workings of such things. Fingers slipping between pulse and beads, Neha Rajani joined Satyana on the bench, eyes hardly seeing the fish flicking through the shadowed water.

”The sky promises wickedness.” So did Neha Rajani’s marriage. A husband who desired intimacy and boundaries. She did not know where to begin. The weather was peaceful compared to her heart. Though Neha Rajani had promised Savitr that she would pray on the matters, she had been unable to find right questions to pray over. Heart and mind a jumble when she knelt at the small altar she had created in their house.

”I think marriage may be a harder balance than I anticipated.” She was forced to admit. Too many varibles and a husband not nearly as distant as she hoped. Neha Rajani had been hoping his service to Mariam would overshadow everything else, but that was also proving to be false hope and misconception on her part.

Satyana Mitra

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Re: secrets of fields and ponds
« Reply #2 on: October 25, 2018, 01:16:46 AM »
Neha Rajani was always a sight, one that eased and tried Saty by turns. There were several attendees to her temple that were more... demanding of her skill and guidance than others, who could be plied in the right way with the right words to bend. It was always just a matter of finding those words, of smoothing and hushing and using Craft. It was helpful that the Darkness was so clear to her, that she could dive in and feel the hum of things.

As she joined her on the bench Satya readied to drop, push out her walls and slide into the Darkness. It was good to be able do so quickly, even if it was only partial, not as deep or a thorough as a private, ritual driven descent.

But Saty didn't like to lose time like that, in such an open, public place. The edges of the temple grounds were no where to leave oneself so vulnerable.

At Neha Rajani's proclamation Satya nodded, tilting her attention up toward where the light turned the leaves into pale green slivers. "Change often comes with turbulence." The weather especially promised turbulence for her gardens.

The confession, however, prompted her to turn her attention back to Neha, face unchanging even as her mind whirled. She had been Neha Rajani's Priestess long enough to know what kind of concession the words meant, what she was forfeiting. "And what is the balance you wish to strike? What obstacles do you perceive that hinder peace?" People were equal parts confusing and predictable, it was just a matter of figuring out what combination of the two they were. Marriages had a structure, like the lattice that creeping flowers grew on.

Neha Rajani

    Tiger Eye to Summer-sky
  • witch
  • Played By: dergon

    Hayll Terreille
    20 Posts    25 marks
Re: secrets of fields and ponds
« Reply #3 on: October 28, 2018, 09:36:25 AM »

Even in speaking of the weather, Satyana spoke with wisdom. Neha Rajani was certainly facing plenty of both change and turbulence. She had not expected her life to be both so different and also very much the same. Now she ran her own house instead of watching her mother do so. She was a lady of a worthy family, but did nothing different than she would have if she’d married a wealthy merchant.

Most of her troubles lay with her husband. And in laying with him.

”Intimacy.” Neha Rajani admitted without hesitation. She had never withheld what weighed on her heart from her priestess. It would be folly to do so. Neha Rajani was sure Satyana would see anything she tried to hide, and there was no hope for redemption if she did not confess. ”My husband desires it and I...” Neha Rajani spread her hands across her lap, palms up in supplication. ”I am not adverse, but I cannot see how it is to be achieved without straining or breaking my vows.”

It had been strange to share her bed with him. Strong body pressed flush to her back. Arm a possessive weight over her. Neha Rajani had lain awake most of the night, disturbed by the unaccustomed presence. Comfort and terror. She did not know what to make of the man she’d sworn herself to.

”It is not the carnal he is pressing for.” Nyree Rajani worried her beads. Worn jade ovals that circled her wrist three times, a gold tassel hanging from the end and tickling her palm. ”I worry one will lead to the other, for all he has agreed to leave it for the making of children.” Which he was eager to begin with. Hands flattening against her empty womb, Neha Rajani frowned. She had not thoroughly thought things through in her terror of being courted by Savitr.

Satyana Mitra

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Re: secrets of fields and ponds
« Reply #4 on: October 30, 2018, 10:36:14 PM »
Ah, that particular vow. Satyana had been curious as to Neha Rajani's dedication to her pledge, and the longer she maintained it the more intrigued Saty grew. She had been tempted to put marks down on her patron's new marriage being the drop that pushed the cup to overflow, but Neha Rajani had kept her grip, apparently. Interesting, but not unprecidented. She was a dedicated devotee to the temple, after all, and Satyana had seen her in the aftermath of her machinations.

Satyana titled her chin toward Neha, watching her from the corner of her eye. Words fell into place and then fell away in her mind, spinning and realigning, trying to find the right pattern to provide the right weight. It was always a matter of delicacy to let one hear options where Satya presented only a statement. What layers existed depended on the listener, but sometimes there were specific ones that she wanted placed above others.

"Your vow was taken in recompense." She stated, attention sliding away. Back to the fish and their simple depths. "A gift the Darkness understands for the events that took place. That same Darkness would not place an obstacle in your path that you could not navigate without taking your dedication into account." The wild growth in that particular garden was Neha Rajani's husband. Satya had never known a man who could keep his word regarding the pleasures of the flesh. Even if Savitr swore to his pious wife that they would not couple outside of attempting to plant his seed, every male bent to the will of the his sex eventually. Unless he could vow that he would not engage her during his rut, Satyana expected Neha Rajani to find only more difficult days ahead of her.

"Your worries are well founded. One often finds themselves slipping from their vows in the face of duty. Too often the spiritual and the physical do not align." She turned more directly to Neha Rajani then, hands layered in her lap. "Tell me, what does your husband think of your vow?"

Neha Rajani

    Tiger Eye to Summer-sky
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  • Played By: dergon

    Hayll Terreille
    20 Posts    25 marks
Re: secrets of fields and ponds
« Reply #5 on: November 05, 2018, 05:51:34 AM »

Neha Rajani was not as sure as the priestess. Not nearly. She knew it was blasphemous, but she wondered if even the Darkness knew all the twist and turns of her husband. Savitr surprised her often, and Neha Rajani had once thought herself a good judge of people, having been trained by her father’s merchant eye. Maybe he was yet another punishment for her pride and folly.

”I would hate for my husband to be an obstacle to my devotion, lady Mitra.” It would make their union, which was likely to last until one of them died, unpleasant. More unpleasant. Neha Rajani was still not sure she enjoyed her marriage. She was terrified of Savitr, and that terror only grew the more cunning he revealed himself to be. Neha Rajani thought she would be the one to perish should their marriage become too sour.

Satyana’s words did not comfort her.

”He is curious about them.” Neha Rajani quit fidgeting with her beads and turned also, to face her priestess. ”Suspicious, almost.” Fingers linked together, heels pressing hard to one another. She pictured the tense set of Savitr’s eyebrows when they spoke of it. Always viewing his face only in pieces so she might avoid the whole. Neha Rajani took a deep breath to steel herself. It did not help.

”I have not told him the full story of their origin, and he has not pressed.” She prayed he would not. To bring it out beneath his eyes and have him judge her folly one way or another was not a moment Neha Rajani looked forward to. ”He understand the precision of my vows, and made agreements to abide by them before marriage.” She did not wish anyone to think she had tricked him. Many girls would have for a chance to bear a worthy name. To catch a worthy husband.

Satyana Mitra

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Re: secrets of fields and ponds
« Reply #6 on: November 10, 2018, 10:11:23 AM »
That was telling. Satyana tucked that statement and its implications into the mental box she kept on what she knew of Neha Rajani's changed home life. It could imply that she already viewed Savitr as an obstacle, or that he was readily becoming one. No denial or defense for the new husband and his actions -- did that mean no affection, or just a frankness of regard for his character?

Picking apart the set of Neha Rajani's look, Satya leaned more toward the former. If not a lack of affection entirely then a general weariness, a caution that could stir into hypervigilance if one were not careful.

"I do not think he will impede you." She stated, softening her mouth to almost a smile. "Rather, like all things, it is an opportunity to learn about yourself as much as him. How you handle the situation separately and together will affect your relationship as it grows." It seemed the better tack to encourage Neha Rajani's marriage to continue healthily, rather than to stir trouble, just yet. A wife in good standing with her husband was a wife given freedoms, allowing her to donate and spend as she wished. And a husband who trusted his wife was less likely to look beyond her to the priestess she visited like clockwork.

"Suspicion shares a root with curiosity. The ones we spend the most time with are the ones who will view actions they don't understand as something to investigate." And frequently they would, in increasingly invasive ways, until something blew up or the person being examined confronted them about it. It would do well to mitigate that, to shore up Neha's regard for her own vows and for her husband's character, lest Satyana find herself under his scrutiny as well.

"It reflects well on his consideration of you that he has respected your vow and the sensitivity of the subject." Satya stated, adjusting the tilt of her shoulders out of the precision driven line she'd been trained to fall into. This was a moment of softness, of delicacy. She reached across the slim gap between their knees to press the tips of her fingers against the weave of Neha Rajani's knuckles. "Perhaps there is where your worry finds its hold -- the parameters are different now. He agreed to respect your wishes before marriage, but now that you are, will those expectations change." She tilted her statement up almost as a question, curious as to how Neha would react.
 

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