(05-10-2016, 08:48 PM)Anstarra Wrote:This was my first plan:(05-10-2016, 07:55 PM)Klinzahr Wrote: Klyn does have a couple of somnus bombs kicking around somewhere....
Oh god. Wouldn't that be like opium bombs?
"You thought you were getting knocked out, but surprise! It's me, drug addiction!"
Quote:However... fear can only last so long.
It is a drug that builds quick resistance, and once if it reaches its peak, what clouded the mind and harried action instead encourages it. The paralysis of fear fades from one's limbs, filling them with the vigor to survive.
Or so Evangeline liked to think.
Her spoon scrapes away at the walls of the latrine, harvesting small white crystals from the edges. She had to have some excuse to be waist deep in the cell's small enclosed latrine. A lady had her pride after all.
With a grunt she pulls out, adding the small pile of crystals to a bowl already containing black residue. A thousand years of heretics and a thousand years of torches illuminating the walls left no shortage of charcoal residue.
Then she hesitated, this was the hard part. Steeling herself she began to bite at her forearm, tearing the flesh until rivulets of blood ran down her hand and onto the stones. Still, she continued, spitting bits of skin onto the floor. Then with her free hand she began to squeeze and push at the skin, grimacing as something bright and shiny began to slowly work its way free of the skin. With a -pop- it ejected into her hand, a small metal tube fitted with a flush screwed cap.
It took a few more moments to gather herself, blood still flowing onto the floor with a steady rhythm. Then, with a deft movement, she wiped off the cylinder and unscrewed it, pouring a small bead of brightly glowing blue liquid into the bowl. She began gingerly mixing it with the charcoal and nitrate until it began to take on a dull putty like consistency.
Evangeline nods approvingly, "Now then... I wonder if that tunnel is still nearby..."
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