{OPEN} ♔ they call her the black crow

[ensorceler]

( september 1st ; outside the temple )

It's the first, and yet another month beginning with the confusion and alarm of those kidnapped and brought to be judged.

Despite the sun being rather unforgiving in its heat, with no nights to cool the ground and the air, Anne is dressed head to toe in black; a state of mourning for those brought here and forced away from lives they once knew. She has few jewels owned here, so she herself has seen to the gown with ornate embroidery of silver thread, especially along the belled sleeves and the breast of the bodice. Her hair is gathered up in a coif, wrapped beneath a french hood. Other than her rings, the only jewelry she wears today is her silver crucifix pendant.

But even with the dress of mourning, the young woman's smile is as bright and inviting as the sun, as she remains near a large table set up and arranged just outside the temple, beside the bottom of the steps.

With help from those in the kitchen and others with kind hearts, the table has been brought out and covered with inviting things, such as food and drink. There is a tray holding biscuits and fruit jam, another tray with fruit pies, and yet another with smaller mincemeat pies. At the other end there are a couple silver coffeepots with an arrangement of condiments beside: sugar, honey, milk (before it curdles), chocolate shavings, and ginger shavings. There is also a pitcher of ale, since it's a proper daytime drink, and water beside that.

There isn't only food and drink on this table, but also a pile of First-Aid Kits put together by Anne and Beverly Crusher and handed to anyone who wants them; something Anne had learned to do in Exsilium. Truthfully, this welcoming table is not her idea, but also one brought from her former life. It's the only way she feels she can contribute just now.

Strangest yet is beside the First-Aid Kits, there rests an open Bible written in Latin. Perfectly normal presentation, right? Well, it is to her Reformist mind. She would have it in English if she could.

She strives to greet any who might come down the temple steps this day, to show them that this is all free and welcome to them. If there should be any penalty for the abuse of supplies and food, it should be on Anne Boleyn's head. The Bible is the only thing to personally belong to her.

[ ooc; OPEN and backdated to the arrivals on the first! Anne would have been vocal about requesting help for moving the table and setting everything up, so feel free to handwave that your character helped if you like. I just didn't want to spam the Arrival Log with a top-level. ]

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[ensorceler]

Daring to break the ladylike throw with a roll of her eyes and a nod, Anne's head tilts as she fans herself with one hand, which does...a good lot of nothing. It's bad enough that she must be covered in layers, but also to have chosen black, she must truly endeavor to suffer. But she is one to feel that a good cause is worth bearing discomfort or pain for.

Though she made this dress as breathable as she could, with what was offered, there's only so much to do.

"Truly, it is not a constant heat as I have ever before known. What of your home? Is it any such like?"

[medicating]

"In the summer it can be. I don't know if you're heard of America? I'm from the Southern part and it's always warmer there." He nods at her dress, brows knitting together with rarely displayed concern.

"Don't go overextending yourself, all right? If you keep drinking water and get in some shade every half hour, you should be fine. Though you should probably have sunscreen on if you don't already."

[ensorceler]

The idea of sunscreen only makes her cringe. Back on the beach, during her first mission, they'd told her of sunscreen after her horrible burn. But when trying it, it made her clothing more uncomfortable than she could bear.

"Thank you, I am well used to the sun as I can be. Queen Katherine is not all I have served, but also Queen Claude, in France. But then they had night.

"I much more prefer the warmer airs myself, but I do believe moderation has its place. The agents running this world do not seem to agree. It is difficult enough to sleep with the sun never giving rest. The mind is as lost as our souls, here."

[medicating]

"Yeah. It's easier where I'm at. No windows in my room." Though that gives him pause, because he's about to move into a house with windows and he's a guy who doesn't automatically think of window hanging.

"Though my new place will need some curtains. You've reminded me of it." Credit where it's due.

[ensorceler]

That is an easy opportunity to leap onto, as she has already been considering how to ask him for something. As she already owes Beverly so much, she would prefer a different physician if she can.

"I would be most pleased to make you some, as I have been doing much of this in the late."

Windows curtains, curtain separators (ladies need their privacy!), blankets, cloaks... She's been busy.

[medicating]

"Yeah? Well, I wouldn't want you to go out of your way or anything." He shifts from foot to foot, not sure how to best express his gratitude.

"But if you find yourself with some free time... I could measure the windows and give you the numbers."

[ensorceler]

As Anne is most used to measuring with 'knots', she might be somewhat lost on his measurements, but she is a quick learner and so only nods.

"Then perhaps you may still do something for me in turn, were it also not to draw you from your purpose."

[medicating]

"Of course. I'm always willing to help a lady in need." He's willing to help anyone, really, but he tends to grumble about it more if it's not a pretty woman.

"You just let me know, all right?"

[ensorceler]

Her chuckle is as soft and welcoming as she can allow with a man she just met, but there is a nod of deference as well. Doctors are never to be dismissed or taken lightly, so long as they treat her kindly at least. She can handle a bit of gruffness as easily as a maiden in a fairy tale; else she would have no chance at tempering the King of England.

"Yes, of course. I suppose I must learn how best to put to use these bracelets, after all. They are so unlike anything I have ever seen."

[medicating]

"Yeah, I suppose they would be. I'm from a place and time where we're used to it." He shifts a little and nods at her bracelet, giving a rare smirk. "The whole 'talking without seeing the other person' thing."