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[mansuetus]

[ Lucrezia is in one of the lounges! Sprawled on one of the sofas, fingers busy turning a pendent of gold in the shape of a sea-horse. There are no poems today, no joyful greetings, something is different. She looks more pensive than anything else but there is a shade of concern there as well as quiet annoyance.

When she speaks, her voice is devoid of any of it. Her eyes still focused on the sea-horse. ]

A riddle, Tranquility.

How to mourn for someone who does not deserve it?

If your duty demands it and you have no desire to - do all men need to be mourned for? Is it a a more grievous sin not to mourn than it is to speak false words of grievance?

[ a beat. ]

Perhaps I must fast again.

[ a moment later she puts down her necklace, smiles. ]

I would have a cup of wine with your answer, if any of you have some to spare. You will join me in the lounge.

[ and it is not a question. ]

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[tumbleweeds]

[ ... that was not what she was expecting. Jaye's mouth opens and she raises a finger. Then she pauses, shuts her mouth -- opens it again, lets her hand fall, and takes a deep breath. ]

Uh. Contraceptives. Birth control. There are... several different kinds. Some of them help prevent against getting sexually transmitted diseases, too.

[ She still sounds vaguely shocked, but at least she's answering. ]

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[mansuetus]

Birth control? What does that mean?

[ look at your life, Jaye. ]

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[tumbleweeds]

[ Oh she's looking. ]

It's a type of medicine. It makes it so you can't get pregnant, or at least so that your chances of getting pregnant are really slim. It can help your... uh, "monthly visitor" be more manageable, too.