by Samira Nassar 30th March 2018, 9:29 am
Her words had broken Hebisha's prayer and concentration just as she had intended. The offered seat on the lamia's tail was taken, although if the summoner had to admit it was strange using her as a sort of living bench. Still, it was a nice gesture that made her appreciate it. She remained silent, waiting for the answer to her question so she could piece a few things together for herself while also readying even more questions to ask. Although, with the silence before Hebisha's answer, Samira could clearly hear a few comments made from the smoke-like spirits of the urns. From her species, clothes, all the way to what conditioner she used for her long green locks of hair. The summoner could only smile nervously at that, being embarrassed while at the same time wondering why on Earthland would spirits be concerned or even curious with such a thing.
There was the expectation that the lamia would have noticed their voices by then. After all, she could hear them, so it should have been possible for Hebisha to as well. She was blind, not deaf. However, when Hebisha spoke once more it was not towards the spirits making the random comments. They were not even acknowledged. Her own expression returned to the neutral yet serious state it was a moment ago while she waited for Hebisha to finish speaking. There was a sense of pain within the Lamia, not that Samira was overly sensitive and could magically read the emotions of others, but she had seen the same expression on another member of the guild that the two knew well.
In the end the summoner was not told of where they came from. That was left to be rather vague, and instead it was explained that their power was what made them special. Although, Samira arched a brow at the explanation. Looking up towards the spirits above them once more, it was clear even Hebisha did not know everything there was about the urns. One of the spirits even seemed less than displeased with the Lamia's words, but was held back from reacting by the others.
Before she could comment on it, the fellow Lamia Scale member reached out and hugged her. The action would have surprised her if not for Hebisha doing it once before already. Samira's expression softened, and she wrapped her arms around the lamia to return the hug, taking note of the slight trembling of the other's body. She had no idea what had happened while she was gone, but it must have been quite the experience for her. "Hebisha," Samira began to say softly as she pulled away from the embrace. "You do not have to apologize. We were all worried about you, but it is not what you would call a sin to leave as you did. I am sure you had your own reasons for it that were more important than I could imagine. Just be sure to leave a note the next time if you do not want to see any of us face to face before you take off." Her lips had formed into a small kindly smile, almost motherly, and it was a shame the lamia herself could not see it or know of it. Perhaps her words would give that sort of indication. For now, the summoner would stand from the lamia bench and return the topic to the urns.
Samira herself could hear the comments of her own spirits. Many of them laughed at the fact the spirits of the urns were demoted to a label as nothing more than incense holders. Others were actually annoyed, thinking they would flip out themselves if their keys were labeled as nothing more than a tool to start up some magic vehicle or unlock a closet. They all agreed on one thing though, the urns were connected to Hebisha, and she needed some sort of guidance to even acknowledge their existence.
"These urns," Samira started as she stepped forward towards one of them. "They are not merely incense holders, Hebisha, although I do appreciate the thought of you wanting to bring a new scent to the guild hall that isn't the ocean waters." A small chuckle was allowed to escape at the thought. "You have said they will react to a prayer you have to do. However, they are already reacting without you knowing. Try concentrating on them again. Do you sense anything coming from them?"