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overbox2013-04-10 10:22 pm
soldiers_sacred_right) wrote in overbox2013-04-10 10:22 pm
Exsilium
[1]
[One sunny day you heard a distant screaming. It quickly got louder until it came to a rather dramatic conclusion when Max came hurling out of the sky and somehow landed on his feet in front of you with a thud.
Landing on his feet doesn't mean it was a good landing, though. You distinctly heard bones snapping, and a second later he fell over, clutching his legs and hissing in pain.]
Augh...bloody furies that was a bad one.
No, don't worry, I'll be good in a second...
Maybe a minute...
Do you have a tub?
[2]
[It's the morning of the big test/mission/tournament/event. The day you've been practicing and studying for for weeks. Your roommate, Max, has not been studying, and didn't even come home last night.
In fact here he is now, in a rumpled tunic, carrying an empty wineskin, and...is that lipstick on his cheek?]
I made it. Everything's okay. A few days without sleep never killed anyone right?
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...And the crow-begotten rain. I never thought I could get so sick of rain until I came here! It's like the great furies themselves have been pissing on me after a long night at the taps. I haven't been properly dry in months. It's enough to set a man's teeth on edge...
[And so on and so on and so on. Max has been complaining fairly steadily for the last hour or two while everyone works. He's been working too, to his credit, and getting more than his share of work done. But the complaining never seems to stop.]
[One sunny day you heard a distant screaming. It quickly got louder until it came to a rather dramatic conclusion when Max came hurling out of the sky and somehow landed on his feet in front of you with a thud.
Landing on his feet doesn't mean it was a good landing, though. You distinctly heard bones snapping, and a second later he fell over, clutching his legs and hissing in pain.]
Augh...bloody furies that was a bad one.
No, don't worry, I'll be good in a second...
Maybe a minute...
Do you have a tub?
[2]
[It's the morning of the big test/mission/tournament/event. The day you've been practicing and studying for for weeks. Your roommate, Max, has not been studying, and didn't even come home last night.
In fact here he is now, in a rumpled tunic, carrying an empty wineskin, and...is that lipstick on his cheek?]
I made it. Everything's okay. A few days without sleep never killed anyone right?
[3]
...And the crow-begotten rain. I never thought I could get so sick of rain until I came here! It's like the great furies themselves have been pissing on me after a long night at the taps. I haven't been properly dry in months. It's enough to set a man's teeth on edge...
[And so on and so on and so on. Max has been complaining fairly steadily for the last hour or two while everyone works. He's been working too, to his credit, and getting more than his share of work done. But the complaining never seems to stop.]
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Not...really...
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Bloody crows, now I really need a tub!
[Max tries to stand up. Unfortunately it's not a matter of willpower, his legs are currently physically unable to support his weight. He falls over with more cracking sounds, ending up with one leg looking like it has two knees.]
That's not good.
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You...might want to...get that checked out...mate.
[He speaks in a weak, strained voice and can only get a few words in before he has to pause and wheeze in another lungful of air.]
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Yeah sure right after I-GRARH!
[That was the sound Max made when pulling the bones in his own leg straight. He panted for a moment, eying Nathan's injuries.]
...I deal with you.
This would be easier with some water.
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[Nathan moves his shaking arms and begins trying to push himself up, but that would require his spine not having been shattered. Instead, he only manages to flop and roll over onto his front with a groan, his wheezing now worse.]
Oh for...fuck's sake. Why does this...keep happening?
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[But half-hearted complaining aside, Max is taking action! He puts his hand on Nathan's chest and concentrates, and with a sound like a whole bunch of huge knuckles popping, Nathan's bones start snapping back into place.
It doesn't hurt quite as much as breaking them did in the first place, but it's close.]
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What the fuck do you think you're doing?!
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[As the bones stop popping and desnapping, the pain is indeed dropping off, leaving a sense of profound tiredness.]
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That's...the fucking idea!
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2 | Let's say Tag Tournament
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Don't worry, we've got this in the bag.
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Ninety percent...maybe ninety-five.
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A vow of chastity seems pretty meaningless if you've never experienced what you're vowing against.
HAVE you ever...?
[He doesn't QUITE ask the question.]
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[They've probably had more or less this argument before.]
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[Cheering crowds are audible.]
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[And there's the gate.]
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Why are we talking about this again? Let's just go out there and do this thing. I'll cover the ground, and Unzan is as strong a wind fury as any I've ever seen short of the First Lord himself, so I think you've got the air covered pretty good.
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