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Creative Inspirations | Monday, period 1
"Good morning," Hannibal began when they were all present. "Today we will once again be experiencing a manmade curiosity. In the thirteenth century, the abbot of the Sedlec Cistercian Monastery brought back soil from the holy land, prompting a great number of the faithful to want to be buried in the church. As has happened in other places, once there was no further room for burial, the bones were kept in an ossuary nearby."
//From the outside, it doesn't look like much,// Jono said, hands in his pockets, looking over the faces of the students for any signs that anybody might be uncomfortable with today's trip. It wasn't exactly a cheery vacation destination, however fascinating it seemed to himself and Hannibal, after all. //It's just a small old church, more or less. The inside is… a little bit more striking. The bones were stored there, yes, but there were so many of them, a woodcarver was hired to put them in some sort of order. The result was… rather spectacular, if macabre.//
"If at any point you feel unable to remain with us," no pun intended, naturally, "there is a nearby gift shop, or you can wander the small town. Though we will be in the Czech Republic, so unless you speak Czech, I recommend you not go too far," Hannibal cautioned.
Jono was still briefly tempted to elbow Hannibal for that completely-unintentional-honest pun all the same. Honestly, Hannibal.
//If you're exceptionally uncomfortable and would rather not wander alone, feel free to grab me,// Jono added, just to be on the safe side. //I'd rather not have anybody doing anything they're really not okay with today, especially given that these are actual human remains we're dealing with. For those who do stick around… no touching, please. Because, again, human remains. Respect for this history and the people involved in it above all else, while we're out today.//
"And whether you are awestruck, horrified, or any combination thereof, we hope that it inspires you," Hannibal said.
He led them through the portal, which let them out in the charming little cemetery surrounding the chapel. It was a lovely day.
[OOC: OCD up! Also, a warning, links lead to photos of (very artistically arranged) human bones. Click at your own discretion!]
//From the outside, it doesn't look like much,// Jono said, hands in his pockets, looking over the faces of the students for any signs that anybody might be uncomfortable with today's trip. It wasn't exactly a cheery vacation destination, however fascinating it seemed to himself and Hannibal, after all. //It's just a small old church, more or less. The inside is… a little bit more striking. The bones were stored there, yes, but there were so many of them, a woodcarver was hired to put them in some sort of order. The result was… rather spectacular, if macabre.//
"If at any point you feel unable to remain with us," no pun intended, naturally, "there is a nearby gift shop, or you can wander the small town. Though we will be in the Czech Republic, so unless you speak Czech, I recommend you not go too far," Hannibal cautioned.
Jono was still briefly tempted to elbow Hannibal for that completely-unintentional-honest pun all the same. Honestly, Hannibal.
//If you're exceptionally uncomfortable and would rather not wander alone, feel free to grab me,// Jono added, just to be on the safe side. //I'd rather not have anybody doing anything they're really not okay with today, especially given that these are actual human remains we're dealing with. For those who do stick around… no touching, please. Because, again, human remains. Respect for this history and the people involved in it above all else, while we're out today.//
"And whether you are awestruck, horrified, or any combination thereof, we hope that it inspires you," Hannibal said.
He led them through the portal, which let them out in the charming little cemetery surrounding the chapel. It was a lovely day.
[OOC: OCD up! Also, a warning, links lead to photos of (very artistically arranged) human bones. Click at your own discretion!]
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"I've only been here and home," Alluka said reasonably, with laughter in her big blue eyes. He was being really silly. "So it had to be at home, right?"
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Because if it was her own blood, Jono was going to be finding out where she was from and then making a very special field trip in order to... do something. Something very angrily.
As it stood, he wasn't exactly thrilled, here.
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"I might've scraped my knee a few times," Alluka said thoughtfully. "But that never bled much."
Surely he wasn't going to go and do something angrily over that?
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//Did you see many bones back home, too?//
Those were rather more concerning than blood, after all. And she'd seemed enraptured with them when she was standing on Hannibal's shoulders.
... Which was quite the feat unto itself, but he'd worry about that part later.
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She was still only half-paying attention to Jono, though she absently offered him a yellow pencil crayon. He could draw too.
"Uh huh," she said, still utterly unaware of the way that was weird. "There's a lot of bones in bodies."
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He shrugged, and then set to work drawing... a very yellow construct that looked like a dog bone out of a Disney cartoon.
//So... you've seen a lot of bodies, then?//
That was horrifying, for the record. In case that was somehow unclear in the very carefully casual way he was asking these things while he idly drew a veritable feast for Mickey Mouse's best friend.
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Alluka still didn't think it was anything horrifying. She was almost done fixing all the blood.
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//Lessons?//
Those, on the other hand? Those were horrifying.
//What sort of lessons, luv?//
His pencil had stalled out. It was difficult to focus on his not-so-stellar artwork with this particular conversation on the table.
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"Well," she said, finally setting the blue down and reaching for the black, "there's an awful lot to know about bodies."
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Hooboy.
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The butlers always wore black.
"Lots to know."
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He was right to be concerned, right?
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It didn't look much like a shoe, but what she was drawing didn't look much like a person any longer either.
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//Well, it's a very nice shoe...//
Jono was thankful, not for the first time, that he couldn't throw up.
//What happened to him?//
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This time she picked a brown one. There wasn't much hair to colour, but it needed to be coloured in anyway.
"Nanika," she said, once she was busy doing the colouring again.
Weren't you glad that you'd agreed to her requests now, Jono?
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Very much.
//... Well, she's very thorough, I'll give her that.//
Dear lord.
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"She got mad," she explained, "but then she wasn't mad again by the time I came back out."
But there'd been the body on the ground.
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No, really. Jono could not properly express how much of a relief that was.
//But she's not the only one who left bodies around for you to see, back home?//
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She laughed and smiled, finishing up the poor butler's hair.
"No," she said. "We had to learn about bodies and if you're going to learn about them, you should learn from the real thing."
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//What were you being taught about bodies for, exactly?//
See? Just idle curiosity, there.
//You were being prepared for something...?//
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"The family trade," she said happily. "We all get to learn it, though everyone knows way more than me since I lost time in my room. But, if I'm good enough, they'll let me catch up, maybe."
She could hope!
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//Oh? Well, that's interesting. What does your family do?//
Jono was going to just cry himself to sleep tonight, wasn't he?
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Yes, yes he was.
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WHO SAID THIS WAS OKAY?
//Oh?// Well, now he was doing a damn good job at playing it casual, considering how much he had to fight to keep his eyes from shifting to crimson. //I used to do a bit of that myself, actually.//
A fair bit, even. That didn't mean that he was pleased about this.
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And it was a love match, it really was, and beautiful.
"Were you any good?" she asked, as she kept colouring. She had no idea Jono was upset.
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