<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/CorinneLorimer.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Corinne Lorimer (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1945676)<br/><strong>Location: </strong><em>Mercy</em>Storeroom<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>A heap of other girls<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Wandering Hands, Wandering Thoughts<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Corinne let her eyes drift shut, enjoying Zoe's hands running over her legs. With the sailcloth beneath them, she could<em>almost</em>imagine being back on the<em>Charlotte</em>, lying back in her bed. Almost.<br/><br/>She listened in as Margaret told her story. There was a ring of familiarity to the Antiquarian's words, something of a kindred spirit. Corinne, too, would likely have lost herself in her work, had Zoe not proven such an eager student. Moreover, Margaret was clearly capable and level-headed, rare qualities amongst the<em>Charlotte's</em>passengers. Corinne made a mental note to get to know the woman better in the coming days.<br/><br/>Sage's unsubtle intrusion between Margaret and Aloisa caused Corinne to roll her eyes, and she turned her attention to Michelle's question instead. "Games?" she said, surprised at the word choice. "I suppose I always thought of them more as experiments. Given a little time to prepare, I could grant myself understanding of any language, or call forth a magical servant to assist with menial tasks." She laughed softly. "Sometimes, when I've had a long day, it can be useful to have a magical masseur, too."<br/><br/>"Of course," she continued, "I have some other minor tricks. Zoe, would you care to assist me in a demonstration? I need a test subject." Leaning in until her lips brushed Zoe's ear, she whispered, "I promise, you will enjoy this."<br/><br/>"You saw how I cleaned Zoe's hair?" she continued, her voice taking on an academic tone, as though giving an address to the Alchemist's Guild. "It looks lovely, but there is something missing, no? The fragrance of a nice soap. But this is easily rectified." Once again her fingers combed through Zoe's hair, leaving the scent of strawberries in their wake. "You see? Much better."<br/><br/>"And, of course, you've seen that I can warm my hands," she said. "But I can also cool." Lifting her hand to Zoe's shoulder, one fingertip turned an icy blue, and she drew it slowly along the Ezrite's collarbone, watching for any reaction. She let the chill linger for just a moment before pressing her warm palm over the spot once again.<br/><br/>"And while I have no true artistic talent," Corinne continued, "I can create some simple little doodles." Lowering her hand, she drew a line with one finger along Zoe's thigh. The line lingered for a moment, and then slowly sprouted into a stylized flowering vine. "It's not permanent," she reassured Zoe. "It'll fade in about an hour."<br/><br/>It was at this juncture that the doctor returned. Corinne nodded in agreement with Aloisa's suggestion. "Yes, Michelle is probably most needful at the moment." She ushered the platinum-haired girl in the direction of the doctor and curled herself further around Zoe, giving her the benefit of both magically warmed hands.