Eve | Seth (
aprettygirl) wrote2014-02-15 08:55 am
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EVE'S HEART
A dark veil slips over you, obscuring your vision; it’s cool and clinging, and blocks out all outside sensation. You drift downward . . . as you do, you grow more and more aware of the pulse of your own heartbeat, until it’s a ringing, unpleasant throb in your ears.
. . . after some time, it’s interrupted by a soft splash, and you feel solid rock underfoot.
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. . . after some time, it’s interrupted by a soft splash, and you feel solid rock underfoot.
((Please join #fleshbloodbone. All your character’s skills are on and uncapped; they will also have access to any items they carry normally!))
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[is this potted plant also a metaphor. I'm going to investigate the potted plant]
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It looks like a bunch of black, fluid-filled veins have twined together to form a climbing vine, and then sprouted tiny hooks; some of these are anchored into the wall. It pulses faintly, and smells like blood.
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[...carefully reaching out to touch one of the tiny hooks]
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The tiny hook moves, sinking into your finger and drawing a drop of blood, which disappears into its tip.
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—What different section?
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"Duty and entrapment."
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Is the idea that you left your duty, or that Aather took you from it unwillingly...?
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pact pact pactNo, it's fine."Mm, no . . . rather that I have a different position in Aather."
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It does make me wonder why you would warn me away from monstrous things, if they were going to be a constant no matter where I went.
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[casting his eyes over to the bowl of blood next. hmm]
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Then I suppose there's no problem.
[pacing forward to peek at the plates of food and uncover some of the covered ones]
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