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realityshifted2008-09-20 11:38 pm
itsthecoat.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2008-09-20 11:38 pm
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016- Just a bit of dangerous fun
[Jack is standing by himself on one of the more secluded parts of the Plane. He has a small dagger in his hand, and without hesitation he throws it up in the air, watching it spin for a few seconds before catching it by the hilt as it comes back down. He does this a few times, then pulls out another dagger, throwing that up as well. A few moments later he adds a third, and soon after a fourth.
He keeps that up for a few a little over a minute, focusing on the daggers and nothing else.
Then he makes a mistake, loosing his focus on one particular dagger for a second too long. It falls blade down and goes right through his hand, only stopping when the hilt is pressed against his palm. The rest clatter to the floor around him and he winces, the type of reaction that one normally associates with brushing against a hot stove rather than having a blade pierce the middle of your palm.
Rather calmly, he pulls it out, shaking off the blood distractedly as he watches his hand. It's covered in blood, slowly dripping and making a pool besides his feet. Soon enough, however, the wound repairs itself and he's left with nothing but a bloody hand]
He keeps that up for a few a little over a minute, focusing on the daggers and nothing else.
Then he makes a mistake, loosing his focus on one particular dagger for a second too long. It falls blade down and goes right through his hand, only stopping when the hilt is pressed against his palm. The rest clatter to the floor around him and he winces, the type of reaction that one normally associates with brushing against a hot stove rather than having a blade pierce the middle of your palm.
Rather calmly, he pulls it out, shaking off the blood distractedly as he watches his hand. It's covered in blood, slowly dripping and making a pool besides his feet. Soon enough, however, the wound repairs itself and he's left with nothing but a bloody hand]
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