Syre Atries (
removeimpurity) wrote2013-01-12 12:17 am
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Ninth Incision [(Accidental) Voice/Action; potential Trigger Warning for unsettling descriptions]
[There is an almost unusual silence at the beginning of the feed, broken only by the scratching of a pen against paper and the occasional turning of a page.]
[The near-silence doesn't last long, however; there's the thud of a book being shut, followed by the sound of another one being slammed down -- closer to the journal -- and the rapid fluttering of turning pages.]
There has got to be one thing that I could try to review without being bored to tears...
[Again, the fluttering of paper, accompanied now by Syre listing things off:]
"On the Effects of Hindered or Absent Organs in the Functions of Non-Combatants"... "On the Limitations of a Modified Body in Alchemical and Traditional Combat"...
[A pause, and then:] "On the Effects of Lethal and Non-Lethal Non-Native Pathogens on Those Without Antibodies or Immunities". Where was this when I needed it on that Gods-Damned draft...?
[She resumes flipping through the text, listing off various long-winded titles -- all of them rather grave-sounding -- before she comes to one in particular.]
Mm. "On the Concepts of Extending the Life of an Organism Through Physical Modification or Alchemical Preservation". Let me see if I can still make sense of this...
[The sound of writing resumes, and continues for quite a while. Soon enough, Syre packs all of the texts into her bag -- and that is when the voice feed ends.]
[After leaving the library, Syre's day is relatively uneventful. She grabs some fruit from the grocery store to snack on, then proceeds to sit at the fountain and take a book out of her bag.]
[Those that are so inclined to look over will see what look like research notes, written in Syre's own neat handwriting and covering whatever space isn't occupied by a diagram or a drawing of some sort; it seems she was rather engrossed in her work at the time of writing.]
[The diagrams themselves, however, seem to be of a most disturbing sort: impressively-detailed cross-sections of torsos and skulls (with all of their internal organs, glands, and other such detailed neatly labeled), and what seem to be sketches of potential theories -- figures with two heads, four (or more) arms...]
[Whatever Syre was researching, it certainly was interesting -- but certainly not very innocent.]
[The near-silence doesn't last long, however; there's the thud of a book being shut, followed by the sound of another one being slammed down -- closer to the journal -- and the rapid fluttering of turning pages.]
There has got to be one thing that I could try to review without being bored to tears...
[Again, the fluttering of paper, accompanied now by Syre listing things off:]
"On the Effects of Hindered or Absent Organs in the Functions of Non-Combatants"... "On the Limitations of a Modified Body in Alchemical and Traditional Combat"...
[A pause, and then:] "On the Effects of Lethal and Non-Lethal Non-Native Pathogens on Those Without Antibodies or Immunities". Where was this when I needed it on that Gods-Damned draft...?
[She resumes flipping through the text, listing off various long-winded titles -- all of them rather grave-sounding -- before she comes to one in particular.]
Mm. "On the Concepts of Extending the Life of an Organism Through Physical Modification or Alchemical Preservation". Let me see if I can still make sense of this...
[The sound of writing resumes, and continues for quite a while. Soon enough, Syre packs all of the texts into her bag -- and that is when the voice feed ends.]
[After leaving the library, Syre's day is relatively uneventful. She grabs some fruit from the grocery store to snack on, then proceeds to sit at the fountain and take a book out of her bag.]
[Those that are so inclined to look over will see what look like research notes, written in Syre's own neat handwriting and covering whatever space isn't occupied by a diagram or a drawing of some sort; it seems she was rather engrossed in her work at the time of writing.]
[The diagrams themselves, however, seem to be of a most disturbing sort: impressively-detailed cross-sections of torsos and skulls (with all of their internal organs, glands, and other such detailed neatly labeled), and what seem to be sketches of potential theories -- figures with two heads, four (or more) arms...]
[Whatever Syre was researching, it certainly was interesting -- but certainly not very innocent.]
[Voice]
[Voice]
But then again, the alchemy of my world and the alchemy of yours may be wildly different.
[Voice]
[Huge lie right there, and for a moment Firo's afraid he might have given it away by trying to say all that so quickly.]
So, uh, what's it about in your world?
[The one about extending life must have something to do with the elixir.]
[Voice]
Ours is a little different; it's more about the manipulation of matter in the world than, say, the turning of lead into gold.
[She's been doing a lot of light reading.]
But it does put quite the strain on the user's body over time, so I took it upon myself, a long while ago, to see if there were any viable methods of using alchemy to keep our bodies from being overwhelmed.
[Voice]
[Maybe the alchemists in his world are more fortunate. The ones that didn't get eaten, that is.]
You find out anything, or was it a lost cause?
[Voice]
[And then you die.]
I found out... some interesting things. Not a complete success, but not a complete failure either.
[Voice]
Really? What kinda stuff? If you don't mind me askin'.
[Curious as he is, those titles don't sound like anything he'd be willing to expend the effort to read.]
[Voice]
[Granted, she only let slip that detail so that they'd get off her trail, but... well. It turned out better than expected.]
[Voice]
[There's been some research into them in Firo's time, but nothing yet of successful transplants of entire organs. He isn't too well informed on the subject anyway.]
[Voice]
[And by that, she means "I was the one doing all the dirty work and sticking organs where they don't belong".]
[Voice]
[Voice]
After all, my homeland had existed for countless years before my generation, and we've only now made this progress.
[Voice]
But if you guys can do that kinda stuff now... what's next?