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Day 8, ‘Crooked’. featuring Kahlahnee, @themugbearer‘s OC.
I’m a bit late on this one since I slept through the 8th completely lol.
Send me a △ and ask a really invasive question aimed at my character
They’ll have to:
Rate on a scale of 1-10 how much they don’t want to answer that question.
Answer that question.
In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?
ask-kahlahnee:
darkhunterlariska:
ask-kahlahnee:
darkhunterlariska:
“You think far too highly of our boss, he doesn’t care about my wellbeing or anyone else-” Lariska was suddenly cut off as she let out a bunch of hideous sounding coughs; leaving dots of blood sprayed on the floor. The Hunter stared at it, her eyes stayed on it as she spoke up again. “I’m not going to the infirmary.”
Kahlahnee rolled his eyes,then grabbed Lariska by her collar and tugged her along.
“Drop the act,” he said grimly. “You need help. If you refuse to acknowledge it, then you are being suicidal. And this I can’t allow.”
“Fuck off.” Lariska grabbed onto the arm that was holding her and dug her fingers in, trying to pry the Toa off. “I’m not in the mood to deal with that place today.” The hunter’s reply was then followed by more coughs.
Lariska’s resistance lit the fuse of Toa of Ice’s anger and instead of another urgent comment she received a well-aimed punch in the guts that blown air out of dark huntress’ lungs.
“I am not going to put up with your bullshit,” he said with barely contained rage. “If you are going to keep it that way, I will use my Mask and make you come with me. I don’t want to do it, but you are forcing my hand.”
After that he grabbed her and started to carry her towards the infirmary.
Damn it, damn it, damn it! Lariska knew couldn’t handle going to the infirmary right now, she was far too on edge. The hunter had known this even with the severity of her symptoms, maybe tomorrow or maybe in a week she could have been able to drag herself there and maybe deal with little reactions.
This conflict with the Toa though, was dragging her farther away from being calm and more unfit to keep control over her own mind if she got there. The hunter cursed inwardly and tried to breathe, only every breath that tried to get air back into her lungs from the punch set off another coughing fit.
Barely, Lariska got a reprieve and to hold of one of her daggers. I’m not dealing with that place today. Swiftly, she held up the blade against Kahlahnee’s neck. “I’m not explaining myself again,” Her eyes and tone were serious. “Now, put me down.”
“You gave me no explanation whatsoever,” Toa of Ice replied, his Mask flashing. A spasm of pain washed over the Dark Huntress. Kah sighed exasperatedly and let go of Lariska, letting her slide down on the floor. “When you cough blood, you seek immediate medical attention. If you don’t, you harm yourself. Simple logic. I don’t understand why you’d resist,” he crossed his arms. “The only explanation I have: you want yourself dead. I cannot allow it. If you are not going to the infirmary, the infirmary will come for you. I will go and fetch Catlin.”
He turned on his heels, still breathing sharply, and started towards the medical facilities.
In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?
“That… doesn’t look good.”
“…It’s nothing.”
“Do you want me to see you off to the hospital?” Toa of Ice crossed his arms.
“No…I’m fine. It’s nothing…Besides, when did my health become your concern?“ She held back another fit of coughs.
“Because The Shadowed One will not be happy if he’d learn I saw you coughing blood and did nothing to ensure one of his deadliest assassins is well and operational for the next big assignment,” he replied, frowning. “Now quit it and let’s go see the medic.”
“You think far too highly of our boss, he doesn’t care about my wellbeing or anyone else-” Lariska was suddenly cut off as she let out a bunch of hideous sounding coughs; leaving dots of blood sprayed on the floor. The Hunter stared at it, her eyes stayed on it as she spoke up again. “I’m not going to the infirmary.”
Kahlahnee rolled his eyes,then grabbed Lariska by her collar and tugged her along.
“Drop the act,” he said grimly. “You need help. If you refuse to acknowledge it, then you are being suicidal. And this I can’t allow.”
“Fuck off.” Lariska grabbed onto the arm that was holding her and dug her fingers in, trying to pry the Toa off. “I’m not in the mood to deal with that place today.” The hunter’s reply was then followed by more coughs.
Lariska’s resistance lit the fuse of Toa of Ice’s anger and instead of another urgent comment she received a well-aimed punch in the guts that blown air out of dark huntress’ lungs.
“I am not going to put up with your bullshit,” he said with barely contained rage. “If you are going to keep it that way, I will use my Mask and make you come with me. I don’t want to do it, but you are forcing my hand.”
After that he grabbed her and started to carry her towards the infirmary.
In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?
“That… doesn’t look good.”
“…It’s nothing.”
“Do you want me to see you off to the hospital?” Toa of Ice crossed his arms.
“No…I’m fine. It’s nothing…Besides, when did my health become your concern?“ She held back another fit of coughs.
“Because The Shadowed One will not be happy if he’d learn I saw you coughing blood and did nothing to ensure one of his deadliest assassins is well and operational for the next big assignment,” he replied, frowning. “Now quit it and let’s go see the medic.”
“You think far too highly of our boss, he doesn’t care about my wellbeing or anyone else-” Lariska was suddenly cut off as she let out a bunch of hideous sounding coughs; leaving dots of blood sprayed on the floor. The Hunter stared at it, her eyes stayed on it as she spoke up again. “I’m not going to the infirmary.”
Kahlahnee rolled his eyes,then grabbed Lariska by her collar and tugged her along.
“Drop the act,” he said grimly. “You need help. If you refuse to acknowledge it, then you are being suicidal. And this I can’t allow.”
In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?
“That… doesn’t look good.”
“…It’s nothing.”
“Do you want me to see you off to the hospital?” Toa of Ice crossed his arms.
“No…I’m fine. It’s nothing…Besides, when did my health become your concern?“ She held back another fit of coughs.
“Because The Shadowed One will not be happy if he’d learn I saw you coughing blood and did nothing to ensure one of his deadliest assassins is well and operational for the next big assignment,” he replied, frowning. “Now quit it and let’s go see the medic.”
In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?
“That… doesn’t look good.”
“…It’s nothing.”
“Do you want me to see you off to the hospital?” Toa of Ice crossed his arms.
In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?
“That... doesn’t look good.”
Hey Kahlahnee, do you know how Lariska exactly got her mechanical arm?
No.
It’s none of your damn business either.
Well, someone was eager to share the wealth. Not that I care…
Well I guarantee that someone won’t be alive for much longer…
You go and get them. It’s not nice to give away others’ secrets.
That’s odd coming from you, I thaught you enjoyed sharing your misery with everyone.
I can bitch about my own misery, and still be against disclosing others’ secrets without their permission.
Hey Kahlahnee, do you know how Lariska exactly got her mechanical arm?
No.
It’s none of your damn business either.
Well, someone was eager to share the wealth. Not that I care…
Well I guarantee that someone won’t be alive for much longer…
You go and get them. It's not nice to give away others' secrets.
Hey Kahlahnee, do you know how Lariska exactly got her mechanical arm?
No.
It’s none of your damn business either.
Well, someone was eager to share the wealth. Not that I care...
Hey Kahlahnee, do you know how Lariska exactly got her mechanical arm?
No.
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