Quivil Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 10 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said: "I haven't come across anything that it can't heal, although I haven't tested it on everything. There's only so much power in a single droplet, and I don't have an infinite supply." "Do you know how to make it?"
xinoehp512 he/him Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 "It is produced by this." Grace indicated the knife.
#1 Taln Fan he/him Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 1 hour ago, Frustration said: "Saaphir, What's going on up there?" “Sorry, momentary distraction. Comin down.” Saaphir limped over to the rope, then slid down quickly. He limped over and sat beside John, accepting the offered steak and plopping it onto a paper plate from a nearby dumpster. “Thanks John.” He said gratefully.
Frustration Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 Just now, #1 Taln Fan said: “Sorry, momentary distraction. Comin down.” Saaphir limped over to the rope, then slid down quickly. He limped over and sat beside John, accepting the offered steak and plopping it onto a paper plate from a nearby dumpster. “Thanks John.” He said gratefully. "Is your friend ok?"
#1 Taln Fan he/him Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 “Not really, but she’ll live. We ran into trouble with the Pacis. Real bad. Now we’re keeping our heads down for a while.”
Frustration Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 2 minutes ago, #1 Taln Fan said: “Not really, but she’ll live. We ran into trouble with the Pacis. Real bad. Now we’re keeping our heads down for a while.” "Well do you need me to get you anything without drawing attention?"
#1 Taln Fan he/him Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 “Not that I can think of right now. Could you maybe move towards the mouth of the alley, so that you can alert us if you see Pacis coming?”
Frustration Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 "If you need, let me know if I can do more." John packed his grill up and moved to the alley's mouth, being careful to keep the hideout in sight.
Quivil Posted February 11, 2022 Posted February 11, 2022 46 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said: "It is produced by this." Grace indicated the knife. "How does the knife work?"
Channelknight Fadran Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 Thoughts intruded in her mind. Little fears, little doubts--the things she'd trained herself to let go of. Precaution, not timidness, made for the most efficient mind. But when she was only half in control of it all, they managed to grow: like a tumor--a cancer. A cold, dark chamber at the end of a long passageway. The alleyway closed in on itself, growing small, dank, and claustrophobic. Shackles hung from the ceiling, and blood stained the walls. Old wounds, long since healed. You say that you were taught that weakness is your enemy--and yet you're the one who pushed yourself so far to defeat it. Corpses covered the alleyway. Ji, Lyanor, Verim, Saaphir. Pacis bullets had pierced them clean through. Doubt. Fear, that she'd fall short and lose them all. You've come so far, Elya. Look how you've survived, escaped, and fled... The scar on her shoulder reopened, bled, pained--it burned like fire, screaming like a lost child. She sucked in a breath, pressing a fist to the wound. ...to think that it cost you everything. Black bled to sapphire. Elya cried out in pain as the Angel of Death tore her dagger back out, trailing droplets of blood. "Why?" NO. Elya grit her teeth, drawing on her powers. She grunted--shouted, even--but bound the dream to her will. Fear, doubt, pain--they were not in control. They did not define her. She grappled them; crushing them down and locking them away. No good thing ever came from giving in to their influence. Strength meant action. It meant initiative, commitment, control. Perhaps in battle, balance was a means to power; a means to an end. But to end it and hide it away otherwise was to split oneself between two worlds. She'd commanded her fear into cowering, pain into bowing, doubt into shrinking away. If weakness couldn't be destroyed, then she'd beat it into submission, and harness what little strength it might have left. The alleyway crumbled in on itself, fading to obscurity. Colors and perspectives melted away, textures smoothed, lights snuffed themselves out, and shadow creeped about. Commanding the wretched visions, Elya crushed it all into an oblivion. Darkness in every direction--not a single mote of light to be seen. Her breaths were deep, but even. "Am I strong enough?" She hadn't even specified. No. Her eyes flung open as Elya shot awake, gasping loudly for air. The hammock creaked and swayed unnaturally, but she kept her balance well enough--that wasn't her worry. Tank top pressed up against her and hair matted in a cold sweat, she suddenly started shivering. She reached for jacket, pulling it back on without any regard for the myriad of bloodstains inside and out. She collapsed back into the hammock, trying to steady her breahting. Placing a cold, clammy hand against her forehead, she confirmed her suspicions: fever--and a bad one at that. No wonder her dreams had been so vivid. The rest of her less-than-immediately-important senses returned to her. Her throat and mouth was dry--when was it that she had last taken a drink of water? There wasn't any left in her jacket. Voices chatted quietly down below--they seemed like a safe bet. "...Hello?" 1
Szeth Pancakes he/they Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 Ne’ik leaned against the wall, an aloof expression plastered on his face. Arekon’s dead. He’s dead. You thought he was alive, but he’s dead. You could have saved him. The thoughts scampered around in his mind like cockroaches; as soon as he quashed one, three more popped up in its stead. You’re worthless. You can’t get revenge for your family — you’re too weak. You’re nothing, Ne’ik. Nothing, nothing, nothing… Quote Do we have a small, important object somewhere in the vicinity?
#1 Taln Fan he/him Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 Quote There’s a small, fairly inexpensive telescope bolted to the scaffolding… Saaphir is emotionally attached to it because it’s his only reminder of Aaron.,, I have a feeling you’re about to break it
Mystic Syn she/her Posted February 12, 2022 Author Posted February 12, 2022 8 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said: Her eyes flung open as Elya shot awake, gasping loudly for air. The hammock creaked and swayed unnaturally, but she kept her balance well enough--that wasn't her worry. Tank top pressed up against her and hair matted in a cold sweat, she suddenly started shivering. She reached for jacket, pulling it back on without any regard for the myriad of bloodstains inside and out. She collapsed back into the hammock, trying to steady her breahting. Placing a cold, clammy hand against her forehead, she confirmed her suspicions: fever--and a bad one at that. No wonder her dreams had been so vivid. The rest of her less-than-immediately-important senses returned to her. Her throat and mouth was dry--when was it that she had last taken a drink of water? There wasn't any left in her jacket. Voices chatted quietly down below--they seemed like a safe bet. "...Hello?" Ji rolled his eyes at the others, muttering quietly to himself as he snatched up the last plate of food. He turned himself and began to walk to the hammocks, plate in hand as he ignored the others. Even if she were asleep, she should have some food ready for her. As he reached the rope, he looked up at it, a large flat blade appearing by his side. Ji glanced at it, almost remorseful, but placed the plate on the flat and began to climb. He hummed something as he reached Elya. “They made some food down there, and I thought that––” Ji looked up at Elya, concern replacing his scowl as he looked her over. “Are you… are you okay?”
Fallapede Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 19 hours ago, Mystic Syn said: Ji furrowed his brow. “Internal bleeding?” Quote sorry for taking so long to respond I know stuff has moved forward I just wanted to get this out "It's -" Verim broke down in hacking for a moment, "-nothing. I'll be fine."
Channelknight Fadran Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 1 hour ago, Mystic Syn said: Ji rolled his eyes at the others, muttering quietly to himself as he snatched up the last plate of food. He turned himself and began to walk to the hammocks, plate in hand as he ignored the others. Even if she were asleep, she should have some food ready for her. As he reached the rope, he looked up at it, a large flat blade appearing by his side. Ji glanced at it, almost remorseful, but placed the plate on the flat and began to climb. He hummed something as he reached Elya. “They made some food down there, and I thought that––” Ji looked up at Elya, concern replacing his scowl as he looked her over. “Are you… are you okay?” She let out a badly-timed cough. "Fever. Probably infection."
xinoehp512 he/him Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 11 hours ago, Szeth_Pancakes said: Ne’ik leaned against the wall, an aloof expression plastered on his face. Arekon’s dead. He’s dead. You thought he was alive, but he’s dead. You could have saved him. The thoughts scampered around in his mind like cockroaches; as soon as he quashed one, three more popped up in its stead. You’re worthless. You can’t get revenge for your family — you’re too weak. You’re nothing, Ne’ik. Nothing, nothing, nothing… Quote Dunno what counts as important for this, but Grace's knife is most likely pretty significant. It's definitely important to her, along with the other two magical artifacts she has on her. If he tries to take any of them from her, she'll use the knife on him.
Mystic Syn she/her Posted February 12, 2022 Author Posted February 12, 2022 3 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said: She let out a badly-timed cough. "Fever. Probably infection." Ji flinched when he heard her cough. “Alright. I can go get some… well, we could ask Grace, but if you still don’t trust her, I know where some meds are.”
Szeth Pancakes he/they Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 Nothing… nothing… Ne’ik felt like a volcano that was about to erupt.
Channelknight Fadran Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 1 hour ago, Mystic Syn said: Ji flinched when he heard her cough. “Alright. I can go get some… well, we could ask Grace, but if you still don’t trust her, I know where some meds are.” "Trust her for what?"
Mystic Syn she/her Posted February 12, 2022 Author Posted February 12, 2022 "The thingy she had. The, uh..." Ji snapped his fingers a few times. "Magic juice?"
Channelknight Fadran Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 "Oh." Elya shook her head. "Can we test it at all first?"
Mystic Syn she/her Posted February 12, 2022 Author Posted February 12, 2022 "I did, already." Ji pulled his sleeve up, revealing fresh blood, yet unblemished skin.
Channelknight Fadran Posted February 12, 2022 Posted February 12, 2022 She glanced at it. "Well, if you trust her, then so do I."
Mystic Syn she/her Posted February 12, 2022 Author Posted February 12, 2022 He nodded, beginning to make his way down, before stopping and peering up at her. He offered the plate of food to her. "Eat. You need the energy."
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