Beautiful but Deadly.

Hello, the name's Briony. Toxicologist, Scorpio. Hah. That tells you far more than you need to know, but I digress. I specialize in identifying poisons in the state crime lab. Whether it be the bitter almond odor of cyanide, or the sweet violet scent of turpentine. I'm the one that's in the lab late into the night. So you have a poison you need identified, that's what I'm here for! [Horror OC: Willing to play with any verse though~ Please read my Disclaimer before interacting.]

[coeurdedanses]

He silently thanked her for the compliment, a nod of his head knowing some people could simply tell with their eyes what one’s occupation was. “I’m a dancer, you were correct on the first one,” Toulouse confirmed, a smile on his lips. “And yourself?” He had to ask. Just glancing at her, he hadn’t any idea what it was she professed at.

[apoisonedheart]

"Ahhhh, so I did guess correctly~" He had the build for it too. It made her wonder how much faster his blood would pump toxins through his body... Her own lips curl into a friendly smile at his question, throwing one of her blond and black curls over her shoulder. "Ah, what am I? A toxicologist, my dear~ I catch the bad guys who are lacing people's food and drink with deadly toxins, as well as sorting the overdoses from the murders or accidents~ I know, not precisely a topic for decent conversation. Most people don't guess it because they think I'm a clean cut sort of gal, you know? I'm like apple pie. Most people don't think that I'm the catching criminals type." There is a bit of teasing in her tone, as she knew precisely the type of woman men pegged her for. Luckily she hadn't run across any of the bodies of her own victims, yet. She was always too careful, wore gloves, made sure to keep a sterile environment, leave no trace DNA behind. Almost like Dexter without the morals, you see.

[vanityandvein]

Welcome to the Opera, apoisonedheart!

[vanityandvein]

{Smirking a bit, he accepts her hands and brushes the chill lips of his death’s mask over them.}

It is a pleasure, I am’a sure. I do not’a recall having seen’a you face around here, Briony. What brings’a you to me today?

[apoisonedheart]

*her lips curve into a wider grin and the smirk, not seeming to be bothered by the cold lips at all, albeit, she was wearing gloves. Even so, it seemed not to be something she minded.*

I'm just passing through really. I'm not from around here, and was curious about the underground Zydrate culture, actually. I'm a toxicologist, you see, so it's a part of my job. I am always infinitely curious as to how substances are used, abused, and what they do to the body, and if they linger in any parts of the body after death. Everything I've read about Zydrate is absolutely riveting, so I had to come and see for myself.

*there is an odd gleam in her eyes at the word 'riveting', almost a sensual intonation to it, showing her passion for the subject at hand.*

[frenchwhite]

•apoisonedheart

“Let me guess—” Damon smirked. “I missed out on a pinup convention and you stuck around for me, hm?”

[apoisonedheart]

At the man's witty retort, she is actually rather amused, glancing down, and giving him a playful grin, blue eyes glinting with humor. "How did you ever guess~?" She gives a small tilt of her head, always finding it easier to flirt back when the other party initiated, or at least seemed to reciprocate. Otherwise it never felt natural, never human, but you know what they said, honey draws flies better than vinegar. "But really, it's sweet of you to say. If I had known I would have such handsome company I would have made more of an effort to look my best~"

[kittenquinzel-blog]

[vanityandvein]

Welcome to the Opera, apoisonedheart!

Ciao, bella! I am’a the Pavi…and’s who might you be?

[apoisonedheart]

*bright blue eyes flick over the man, and she offers a bright grin in response to his greeting*

Well, if your looks weren't wonderful enough to greet a gal like me, your accent would definitely win me over~ It's an absolute delight to meet you, Pavi. My name is Briony.

*she extends a gloved hand to the gentleman before her*

[cvntisms]

Drew nodded a thanks to her, taking it in his hand and flipping it open, watching the flame grow as he held the cigarette between his lips and lit it. “Thanks.” He took a drag before handing her back her zippo, exhaling smoke past his lips.

[apoisonedheart]

She nods her head, smelling the nicotine in the air and imagining it turning his lungs black, poisoning the air around him. Glorious.A slow and prolonged death, every cigarette putting one more foot in the grave. She didn't smoke, but always loved thinking of all those deadly side effects it held on a person's forms. Hence why she knew better than to smoke them. She gives a charming smile, and gives him a nod, ducking her head coyly. "Of course. It's my pleasure~" Again, she lets her eyes trail over his form, wondering how his body would fight the poisons she could administer. 

[coeurdedanses]

“So that was how I was walking, mhm, alright okay.” Toulouse crossed his arms as he looked at her walk, not ignoring the brush of her shoulder, merely deciding it wasn’t a big deal. “Well, I’ve never thought myself to walk like a model, honestly. I guess it’s just a thing I do without realizing it?” Toulouse raised brows, he couldn’t shake the feeling she was flirting with him and he felt he may as well deter her advances in the most subtle way he could. “I suppose I’ll have to ask my sweet what he thinks of my walk since he sees it all the time.” He gave a small laugh.

[apoisonedheart]

As he speaks to him, she watches carefully, calculating every word, but simply gives him a sweet smile on the outside. "It's your good posture." She states simply, with a small wave of her gloved hand. Listening further, she tries not to let her brow furrow or her lips curl into a frown.A significant other? Also known as a problem. Someone to miss him, to realize he was missing. Damn. "I suppose that you will have~" Though... sometimes the significant other could be none the wiser as to whatever became of their sweet. There were ways to forge goodbye letters... Shouldering her Creature from the Black Lagoon purse, she gives him another charming smile. "If you don't mind me asking, what is it you do? Are you a dancer, singer, model? You have the posture for it."

[coeurdedanses]

Walking with a purpose. A smile on his lips as he attempted to picture such a walk in his head. Several came to pass and he had to question her then. “Pray tell, exactly how does one walk with a purpose? I’ve a mass of ideas of how one does so, and this would be the first someone’s told me my walk looked just as you described.” Cautious he felt he should stay of her. After all of the people he’d met, some of them seeming the most gentle in nature and turning to be the opposite. He would never leave the house without some guard up in defense of that.

[apoisonedheart]

As the young man asks a question, her lips curl into a small grin. "You've really never heard that before? It's as though you are on a mission, my dear, a sort of catwalk. You've seen what you want, know how to get it, so you look straight ahead as though that one thing, that one now attainable thing is within reach." She demonstrates this a little, making certain to brush her shoulder against his, giving him a small sheepish glance at the seemingly innocent touch. Nothing with her was ever that simple though, was it? "It's confident. Chin up, eyes focused. Very appealing quality in anyone really~ If I recall, it's always what employers look for." This is accompanied with a long sideways glance at the young man. 

[coeurdedanses]

For a moment he remained puzzled as to who was speaking to him until he noticed the woman next to him. And he’d almost been sure she wasn’t talking to him. “Oh- aha… merci…” Tou only nodded to that compliment though made no advances to her. “Uhm… some sort of spontaneous fate?” He cocked a brow. “I was only walking, mhm. Oui.”

[apoisonedheart]

As the man doesn't return her advances, she quirks an eyebrow. Must not be his type. Still, there are other ways around this... "Of course~ I pay compliments where they are due." Her eyes scan his form, noting the lean frame, though he looked like he might have muscular legs. A dancer? "Serendipity?" She gives him a wide smile, tilting her head to meet his eyes again. "Well, even if you were just walking, it is still a pleasure to meet you. You seemed as though you were walking with a purpose, hence my question." 

[cvntisms]

Drew glanced over to his left, fingers patting himself down as he felt for the lighter he was sure he had in his pocket. Somewhere. “Oi- yea’” The Englishman nodded to the woman. “Happen t’have a light on ye?”

[apoisonedheart]

As the gentleman glances over at her, her blue eyes flick over him, assessing the possibility of experimentation on this one. But she had done so many young men so far. Though there were still a few poisons she hadn't tried. "Ah, yes. I actually can help you there~" Reaching into her purse, she pulls out a metal zippo lighter, handing it to the young gentleman. A lady needed to be prepared for any circumstances, she would find herself in. And besides, honey draws in flies better than vinegar~

[alxndrasplace]

(National Geographic via Visuals Unlimited, Inc./Getty Images)  Toxic and Stinging Sea Creatures

Banded Sea Krait

The banded sea krait’s lethal venom packs a punch ten times more toxic than a rattlesnake’s, but fortunately these serpents are so meek that human bites are rare. Kraits cruise the shallow, tropical waters of coral reefs and mangrove swamps. But, alone among the sea snakes, they are amphibious and able to spend up to ten days at a time on land. Sea kraits hit the beach to digest their food (mostly eels and fish), mate, and lay eggs.

[apoisonedheart]

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[schizophrenichallucinations-dea]

[apoisonedheart]

[the-tenth-doctor-with-a-fez]

[green-romantic]

Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing, “Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing; Your robes are green and purple — there’s a crest upon your head; Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!”

Mary Howitt

from The Spider and the Fly

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[thwapology]

I bet you never once thought that eating Gefilte fish might have risks associated with it. OK, maybe you did instinctively know that Gefilte fish might hurt you. 

Ciguatera poisoning / toxicity is the most common non-bacterial fish born food poisoning. Yet, you probably never heard of it. It’s caused by a dinoflagellate (Gambierdiscus toxicus) that attaches to the fish’s skin. Most common fish are ones that are predatory that thrive in warm water (baracuda, eel, amber jack, sea bass, etc). Ingestion can cause vomiting, nausea and neurological symptoms (headaches, ataxia, numbness). If the symptoms persist, this can be misdiagnosed as multiple sclerosis. Symptoms can last from weeks to months to even years! And they can relapse, thus mimicking the diagnosis of MS. Something that might get you to think about ciguatera on physical exam is cold things will feel hot and hot things feel cold (not specific or sensitive, just one of those medical things). 

Tricky thing about this toxin is it is heat stable and lipid stable. So no amount of cooking or detergent will “kill” it (isn’t it a beautiful molecule? It looks serpentine!). 

So this is sort of like botulism in presentation (GI upset + neuro symptoms). Unlike botulism, there is no anti-toxin for a cure (but that might change soon). Treatment is mainly medically supportive (treat the symptoms). 

There is currently no FDA approved test for ciguatera, though the Japanese came up with an EIA. There are plenty of folk tests though, such as letting the ants crawl on the fish and watch what happens to them to flies won’t land on contaminated fish to watching a coin turn black. 

I’ll still eat my sushi and take my parasites that way. I’ll pass on the barracuda though.