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 Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:08 pm
Kibo: I wasn't talking about your magic spit. I was talking about a phoenix's magic tears. Aurby's healed me a few times, and left no scars. And if you "slipped" your wrists, whether inadvertently or otherwise, I'd bloody seal them up with Biomancy, whether you wanted me to or not. Not that you would. That's not the way you'd want to get to the next life, is it?
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:38 pm
Pain flashed across Storm's face and was gone again. She hid her moment of weakness with her typical snooty bravo elf attitude of being a superior race then thou.
"I wouldn't die from that in the first place. Only a fool would hit an artery and bleed to death."
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 8:30 pm
"Yes, my middle name is Morgan," Jay grumbled, regretting sligthly that she had blurted it out loud, "Not too sure where it came from, but that's it. And isn't hitting an artery one of the main ways to kill someone? Prefriably around the neck?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 8:34 pm
"Yes."
Storm touched the spots of an artary as she named then.
"Ears, either side of the neck, either wrists, elbows, through the meat of the thighs, behind and to the side of the knees, ankles and the bridge of your feet. If you plan on killing someone this way, hope you don't mind a bit of mess."
She flashed her pointed teeth in a grin.
"It's awful trying to clean up so much blood at once."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 7:04 am
"Can't be that hard, can it?" Jay smiled slightly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 2:54 pm
"Think about moping up water. Except that it stains everything you'd try and use to clean it up with."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 3:19 pm
"Not as difficult as it would seem, in other words," Jay responded.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 4:47 pm
Kibo: The human, and Drow, it would seem, bodies are quite fragile. A tiny piece of lead, a drop of poison, a tiny infection, or even nicking an artery, are enough to stop it's functioning. But we've been the cause of a vast majority, is not all, of the world's technological advancements. Kinda makes you think, no?
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 6:46 pm
"Some human bodies, however," Jay started, "are tougher than others and can withstand more than a nick or tiny piece of lead. I'm sure that I've unknowingly broken a few bones here and there during my prison breaks and other escapes, but that was more than likely because I fell harder than your average slip-on-a-rock-and-hit-the-ground."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 6:50 pm
To that, Storm laughed.
"All mortals die quiet easily, if you hit a sweet spo; no matter how 'tough' the body is. Mortality in and of itself is desgined to be a fragil gossemer web: one wrong step and you are dead."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 7:36 pm
"So I have seen," Jay mumbled, thinking back to when Hector Barbossa had been shot by her brother.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 7:41 pm
Storm smiled and it was a smile designed to hide behind. This one seemed to be acting up and let slips of memory and remember pain slip through.
"I rather think you do not, child. You cannot understand just how frail a body is until you have been the one taking the slaps, the kicks, the whip blows."
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 8:49 pm
"Beleive me, Storm," Jay said, a grave look on her face, "I've taken the flogging before. With a chain. By a friend forced by my enemy. I've still got scars on my back. And that same friend, before he was a friend, gave me this scar," She pointed to the long cutlass slash remnants under her right eye. "with his fancy new cutlass. And my father has slapped me enough times for me to undertsand just how rough it can be. My point, yes, the body is fragile, but the word 'fragile' can be sometimes used as an opinion. That friend who I spoke of is now dead. Stabbed straight through the heart trying to help me escape an unescapable brig and fate," Jay turned her head. "So when you say that if you take the wrong step and you are dead, I give you credit for being right. But what's more important is to not take the wrong step in the first place, savvy?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 2:48 pm
Storm's smiled widdened and was almost bright again. Almost.
"If you do not take that step, then what use if there to living?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 3:21 pm
Kibo: I disagree. The true fragility of life isn't realized until death. That's why I understand it. That's why Storm understands it. That's why Ranu probably understands it. You, however, do not, I'm afraid.
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