Lost Somewhere (open) Jul 10, 2010 1:49:30 GMT -5
Post by ♫ Orsay ♫ on Jul 10, 2010 1:49:30 GMT -5
Their chat seems to have upset Baron. She wouldn’t blame him. It was kind of weird. She didn’t like it either. She mostly wanted Sturm out of there or at least talking about such things she would perhaps discuss privately. She didn’t say anything though. She figured Sturm would say more things he apparently knew about her from research. Sturm used a small blizzard to blow away her powder which she scoffed up earlier which she found pointless since that amount would reach and affect nobody. However it would seem Baron was interrupted by his arm. He began to scream out in pain.
She didn’t understand everything about what was going on. What it seemed like to her was that it was spreading. Perhaps this arm was trying to take full control of him but it would seem now that he was experiencing some nasty side effects. There was nothing she could do however. “If only my healing powder spell was completed but I’ve yet to perfect it.” she thought out loud meaning to think it but not realizing saying it out loud.[/b]” She wished she had some sort of soothing or healing powder to help. However she has yet to create it and was still in the works of making it.
She could use her pheromone powder to distract him from the pain but she didn’t want to do that. She didn’t want to see him with mixed feelings and in pain. Sturm said something interesting just then about her powders. Is that why plus he knew the answer all along?”You were toying with me, you knew the answer all along. Well Lighters in for a disappointment. MAs a safety mechanism my powder lose effect and color after ten minutes. That way there’s no trace of me left for clean bounty hunting and assassinations. If he or you wants to keep my powders in stock for personal use its useless.” she said to Sturm. She knew Baron didn’t wanted them talking like this but since it was all out in the open it would have be finished with.