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Storm grinned.

"Oh yes, let's hope. I couldn't have your blood fouling my kingdom and courtiers."

She waved a hand to encompass the dirty and trash lined ally and the even dirtier drunks scattered haphazardly through it.

"Then I'd have to banish the survivor and send the expense Fire Knives after 'em. But know that you know my plan, you have to be killed."

She shrugged.

"Nothing personal. Just in the business, you know."

Storm raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? And what makes you think that?"

Kibo: Well, you haven't done it yet, have you? I believe I've already made my point. There are two people who announce they're going to kill someone before they do it. Those people are fools, and bluffs. You're no fool, so you must be a bluff.

Storm ginned.

"Oh boyo, you think I bluff? It's called court intrigues. The key is to get others to think that you're bluffing. After awhile, they let down their guard, and you stick 'em in the back with your handy dagger. I learned long enough ago never to bluff. Still have the scar to prove it."

She rubbed her arm self concisely.

"Never believe the sages when they say time heals all wounds. Where I'm from, those who bluff are the fools and die before they reach one hundred usually. Those who don't are resourceful fools or have a very powerful house. I had both."

Storm turned to stare at Bigfoot.

"You can't count?"

"I can count a bit..." Bigfoot mumbles

"Ya, I can only count my fingers and toes." Bigfoot says, "Or at least I try to in my skeleton form, but that doesn't work to well. Bigfoot puts out the torch that was keeping him in his human form. "No fingers, see. It's a bit harder now."

Natasha stays quiet, but she stares in shock at the spirit.

"b-b-b-but h-how??"
she stammers, still in shock.

she shakes her head, snapping out of the shock and stares at kibo.
"if you ever bring my parents back like that i swear you'll lose a lot more than just your arms!"