04-30-2018, 02:42 PM
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I GOT A BONE TO PICK
[W]iskerI GOT A BONE TO PICK
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] It would become increasingly obvious as the time spent on the border- what her true intentions where. Argus gave no cues that normal animal's did. Her body to well trained to let loose the set of nerves- the need for control- slip. It was not a strong enough emotion to reach her eyes either. Just glaringly there within the forefront of her mind. Argus tended to let her true intentions shine with her words more than anything else. Unintentional as it was- she was aware of her own quirks. As of yet no one had picked up on her voice betraying her- so she had yet found reason to straiten out the only clue to the watcher's unease.
Argus was blindingly aware that her presence here would probably be unwelcome in some sense. Yet the thought did not flash across her head until Jacob's own figure rushed through the snow. Dull red eyes watching the way he seemed to... dim a bit in comparison to when he was approaching. Ah, expecting someone? Argus would love to tease the captain of her's about this later, if she wasn't silently hoping that the two would help build a better relationship within the aspiring ways.
Argus was well to aware what little trick her other striker had done on jacob. While she was never there- even hearing second hand accounts on the events. Argus was about as good of a specialist as she could be with powers. Having a vast amount under her own belt did prove as a buffer for knowledge. Memory manipulation was tricky business in the best of times, which these were not. Guru was probably unaware of the full extend of her torture and jacob unaware of the reason why his trauma seemed to be relapsing when there was little if any actual physical damage done. The mind was very fragile- and guru had taken to metaphorically using a sledgehammer.
Memory manipulation was tricky. Guru had messed with his short-term memory to give the appearance of a hallucination when the power typically dwelled within the long-term manipulation. It was unintentional- but effective. Not only hitting him within the moment of being hurt but also driving the memories within his long term memory as to where he would remember it. Argus had done something similar before. But where she made the unintenional mistake was- while guru was trying to give the appearance of whatever she did to him in it- She had unintentional not only effected the two areas. Also screwing with the stem part of the brain that would probably mess with his motor functions. Honestly it would be best to let someone take a look at it- to see the full extend of said damage. But Argus had little doubt that the other had trust issues because of what happened.
Maybe she could speak to pincher about it. Maybe he could convince the husky to take some sort of action. As it stood Argus was too aware that her own standing with the snowbounder would need to improve before she even attempted to suggest it.
Argus was snapped out of her own thoughts with the other speaking up. Speaking about her... wounds. She let a smile slip from her maw. Something that could be considered dangerous if she didn't look sheepish with the thought. Raising a paw to unintentionally tap the thinnest across her throat. "As it stands we don't have an official medic. But for me- you don't live as long as i have and not know how to heal yourself. On the other hand- i've dealt with much worse. This could hardly be called a scratch to what i've dealt with." Which- to be fair. One of her wings have caught fire before. The only way she got out of that encounter was to rip the other one off and run.
"How are you though? Mental shit that you've been through- I imagine there is more than just a little bit of losing sleep on your end." And well- she hadn't really meant to say all that. Her ears lowered and she kept herself from wincing out sight at her own words. "Maa, i don't intend to pry. It's none of my business." She was too aware of her own glaring weakness now- but when someone suggested something to her she tended to usually snap. Hopefully he would be a little bit more.... open to taking concern as it was and not a subtle jibe at being weak.
The crow was an odd little thing. At first she thought it was a companion. But it acted on it's own accord from what she had seen. Snapping and huffing at her while still not attempting to instigate anything but show a clear weariness and destain. She could really... ease the crow. She let out a sigh. Leaning back as she carefully unfolded one of her own wings and letting a little back of goods drop. A small napsack of goodies that otherwise have remained hidden.
"It was actually one of your own that patched me up, so me being here is more of a thank you- than an apology from the typhoon." Because Argus was otherwise high of her own carnage to worry about herself. And Killua was stubborn enough to bully her into first aid in the first place.
Argus was blindingly aware that her presence here would probably be unwelcome in some sense. Yet the thought did not flash across her head until Jacob's own figure rushed through the snow. Dull red eyes watching the way he seemed to... dim a bit in comparison to when he was approaching. Ah, expecting someone? Argus would love to tease the captain of her's about this later, if she wasn't silently hoping that the two would help build a better relationship within the aspiring ways.
Argus was well to aware what little trick her other striker had done on jacob. While she was never there- even hearing second hand accounts on the events. Argus was about as good of a specialist as she could be with powers. Having a vast amount under her own belt did prove as a buffer for knowledge. Memory manipulation was tricky business in the best of times, which these were not. Guru was probably unaware of the full extend of her torture and jacob unaware of the reason why his trauma seemed to be relapsing when there was little if any actual physical damage done. The mind was very fragile- and guru had taken to metaphorically using a sledgehammer.
Memory manipulation was tricky. Guru had messed with his short-term memory to give the appearance of a hallucination when the power typically dwelled within the long-term manipulation. It was unintentional- but effective. Not only hitting him within the moment of being hurt but also driving the memories within his long term memory as to where he would remember it. Argus had done something similar before. But where she made the unintenional mistake was- while guru was trying to give the appearance of whatever she did to him in it- She had unintentional not only effected the two areas. Also screwing with the stem part of the brain that would probably mess with his motor functions. Honestly it would be best to let someone take a look at it- to see the full extend of said damage. But Argus had little doubt that the other had trust issues because of what happened.
Maybe she could speak to pincher about it. Maybe he could convince the husky to take some sort of action. As it stood Argus was too aware that her own standing with the snowbounder would need to improve before she even attempted to suggest it.
Argus was snapped out of her own thoughts with the other speaking up. Speaking about her... wounds. She let a smile slip from her maw. Something that could be considered dangerous if she didn't look sheepish with the thought. Raising a paw to unintentionally tap the thinnest across her throat. "As it stands we don't have an official medic. But for me- you don't live as long as i have and not know how to heal yourself. On the other hand- i've dealt with much worse. This could hardly be called a scratch to what i've dealt with." Which- to be fair. One of her wings have caught fire before. The only way she got out of that encounter was to rip the other one off and run.
"How are you though? Mental shit that you've been through- I imagine there is more than just a little bit of losing sleep on your end." And well- she hadn't really meant to say all that. Her ears lowered and she kept herself from wincing out sight at her own words. "Maa, i don't intend to pry. It's none of my business." She was too aware of her own glaring weakness now- but when someone suggested something to her she tended to usually snap. Hopefully he would be a little bit more.... open to taking concern as it was and not a subtle jibe at being weak.
The crow was an odd little thing. At first she thought it was a companion. But it acted on it's own accord from what she had seen. Snapping and huffing at her while still not attempting to instigate anything but show a clear weariness and destain. She could really... ease the crow. She let out a sigh. Leaning back as she carefully unfolded one of her own wings and letting a little back of goods drop. A small napsack of goodies that otherwise have remained hidden.
"It was actually one of your own that patched me up, so me being here is more of a thank you- than an apology from the typhoon." Because Argus was otherwise high of her own carnage to worry about herself. And Killua was stubborn enough to bully her into first aid in the first place.