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Does your character need to get in contact with Crow for something? Then you've come to the right place for that!

All you have to do is please title your initial comments with these:
Action | Written | Voice/Video/etc. (????) and a date! (example: July 13th or something)
so that I know what method your character is using to try to contact him so that he can respond properly

this post can also be used for continuing threads from events or memes if needed

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[Oops. Firo'd forgotten that Crow's one of the people he hasn't told.]

...Yeah. Kinda of a long story.

Well, it's annoyin' as hell, but I guess it really isn't that big a deal if I just get back up a few seconds later.

[That doesn't stop him from flipping out when someone kills him. It's the principle of the thing.]

You're kidding, right?

[How could you possibly be able to get back up a few seconds later? And even then it's still kind of a big deal!!]

No.

[He rubs the back of his neck, wondering if he should regret that honesty. But he's tired of keeping this a secret.]

It's been this way for years. Somebody shoots me or cuts my throat and I piece myself back together.

Yeah, right. Most humans can't do anything like that...

[...Though now he might be staring at you a little suspiciously, possibly wondering if maybe he's made the same mistake about you that you made about him before when he told you that he was actually a robot...]

You want me to prove it to you?

[His hand goes to the inner pocket of his jacket. His knife is always within reach.]

[For some reason that rattles him a little--no, he doesn't actually want you to die to prove a point, but he's also a stubborn brat and he's pretty sure that this is total BS.]

You can't prove something like that! What are you gonna do, just drop dead right here and now?

I'm not killin' myself in front a' you. I wouldn't do somethin' like that to you.

[Seeing someone die is never easy. Maybe it's happened to Crow before, but Firo doesn't want to add to that.

He takes the knife out all the way.]

But I can show you what happens when I get hurt.

[This idiot really shouldn't be encouraging this kind of behavior, but Crow is actually pretty curious to see what Firo's talking about. He eyes the knife a little dubiously, but--]

Oh yeah? Well if you're so sure, then let's see it.

[Firo nods and cuts across the palm of his hand. As the wound bleeds, he holds his hand up so Crow has a good view.]

It takes longer here than it usually does.

[But give it a moment... And the blood seems to rewind, flowing backwards into the cut, which then seals itself up. There's not even a scar left.]

[what the hell...]

How did you get it to do that? That's not a human thing, is it?

It's a long story.

[He runs a hand through his hair, wondering which parts he should leave out.]

No, it's not a human thing. It's from this, uh... Well, it's a thing made by alchemists called the elixir of life.

Alche--what? [Yeah, we don't know what that is, Firo.]

Alchemists.

[He ponders teasing Crow about not knowing what they are. Maybe if he weren't so tired.]

They, uh... They were kinda like scientists, I guess, just with really weird stuff. The elixir, homonculi... That kinda stuff.

...Right, got it.

[No, he doesn't got it--at least, not completely, he still has no idea what elixirs or homonculi are. But please, do go on anyway.]

[He shrugs, wondering how he can wrap up a story like this. It all seemed pretty weird at the time and he's still not clear on all the alchemy stuff.]

A while ago I, uh... took some alcohol from some guy and it turned out to be the elixir. So now if somebody kills me I just come back.

So...you drank some kind of stuff and now you don't get hurt from anything anymore? [That's what he's getting out of this, anyway.] Sounds pretty weird to me.

Hey, I never said it wasn't weird. Just less weird than what happened on the draft.

[Well, if you're used to that.]

It doesn't work as well in Luceti, though, so don't try and take my head off, all right?

[He makes a slight face at that, as if almost disgusted by the idea.]

Wasn't planning on it.

[Firo holds his hands up defensively.]

Not that I think you would. Just thought I'd mention it, okay?

Right... [But Crow is eyeing him a little suspiciously nonetheless. That is some pretty odd information to process, and maybe there's a part of him that's a little jealous that Firo can recover so easily from stuff that would probably kill him...]

So...what? You died and just got right back up again out there? [Out on the battlefield Firo was at recently, he means.]

Edited 2014-06-10 04:38 (UTC)

[Firo's not sure what to make of that look. Some people mistake immortality for the sure sign of a vampire or a monster. Firo can't always be sure he isn't the latter, but if he is, it's not because of the elixir.]

Sorta. This time was... different. For starters, everybody came back, not just me. And when we were dead, it was... different.

Different? How?

[He's always assumed that death is the same for everybody...]

It just...

[It was far more horrifying than any time before it. But he doesn't want to admit that to anyone, especially not Crow.]

It felt different. It's not important.

How is that not important? It's death, isn't it? That's like...a really big deal for a lot of humans, right?

[And for him too, but Mr. "I can't get hurt" is a little hesitant to admit it.]

[Uh oh. He's a little worried that Crow's seen through his lie, but he'll continue it anyway.

Despite his best efforts, his speech becomes noticeably more clipped, suggesting something's amiss.]

Yeah, well. It's not a big deal for me.

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