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Ashka and Kiveth talk and practice

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Syka is a new settlement of primarily humans on the east coast of Falyndar opposite of Riverfall on The Suvan Sea. [Syka Codex]

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A Knife in the Sand

Postby Ashka on March 11th, 2018, 6:57 pm


12 Spring 518

Kiveth gave Ashka a look of surprise. "You don't know how to throw a knife, even though you carry one? Where have you been all your life?" His long fingers fluttered at his side.

Ashka gave him a dry look in return. "On a ship. Where throwing a weapon comes with a high risk of losing it entirely, when it goes over the rail and lands in the sea. So no. I hold onto my knife."

"I'll show you then. Time you learned. You're not on a ship now." He glanced round, spotted a sand dune nearby and trotted over to it. He drew a set of circles in the damp sand with a claw, and came loping back. "There, that'll do for a target."

A sharp hunger for the sea ran through Ashka for a moment at his words. Her body might be here on land, but her heart remaining out in the waves. She forced her attention back to her guest as he drew his knife and demonstrated how to hold and throw it so that it sank point first into the target. Ashka tried to copy the hold, but her hands and arms were enough of a different shape from his that she physically couldn't hold her knife the way he held his. She tried anyway, but the throw went short, and wide, and ended up nowhere near the target.

Kiveth grimaced, wrinkling his ice-blue nose. "This would be so much easier if I could just share the memory of how it's done with you," he grumbled, showing her again.

Ashka retrieved her knife, and held it carefully, placing her fingertips in the groove down the middle of the blade so that she didn't cut herself, and threw again. "You're joking, right?" The knife actually hit the dune this time. Hilt first, rather than point, but it was, she thought, a slight improvement on not at all.

He blinked and stared again. "You don't share memories?"

Ashka stared back. "You do?"

"Sure. Or rather we can share the memories of someone who isn't a Verusk if we touch them. Can't do it with each other, unfortunately." He collected her knife and brought it back, wrapping his hand around hers in another attempt to show her how to hold it.

Ashka flinched. She wasn't sure she wanted someone rummaging around in her memories. Memories were almost all she owned from her childhood. She gave him a sideways look from the corner of her eye and focused hard on the memory of a bucket of painfully cold water falling on her.

Kevith made a hissing, spluttering, sound and snatched his hand away.


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A Knife in the Sand

Postby Ashka on March 18th, 2018, 6:34 pm


Chaya giggled at Kiveth's antics. Ashka snorted, trying out different grips on her knife to try and work out which one worked for her. "If you want to know something," she told him in a low flat voice, "ask first, don't just take. There's plenty more memories where that came from."

Kiveth gave her a look half resigned, half something else - something that she couldn't read. "So I have to ask, and you demand what you want? I thought this was a cultural exchange, not a trading of one master for another."

Ashka threw the knife hard, and badly, and it ploughed sideways into the edge of the target. "I'm not a petching Akalak and this isn't Riverfall. Why would I want to own someone when we can all be free and ask each other rather than taking?"

"What's an Akalak?"

"Big blue men, like Jansen at the Panacea here. They keep women for breeding."

Kiveth shrugged, clearly filing the information away. "I've been under other's orders most of my life." His tone suggested he didn't intend to say any more on the subject. He walked over to the target and brought Ashka's knife back to her. "Here."

Ashka took it, avoiding the blade. "Did you get ordered here?"

"No, someone mentioned trees, and I jumped to volunteer. Trees have always fascinated me."

"Of course they have." Ashka rolled her eyes and tried again with the knife. This time it landed point first but well outside the target area. "Do you ever get cut doing this?"

"Sometimes," Kiveth said, with an easy shrug. "But blood makes them heal clean, so it's no big deal. Our blood does anyway."

"Ours just gets messy," Ashka said with a sigh, retrieving her knife herself this time. "And here in the jungle, cuts get infected really easily."


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A Knife in the Sand

Postby Ashka on March 25th, 2018, 10:11 pm


"I could always drip my blood onto your cut, I suppose," Kiveth said, in tones that made him sound at once extremely dubious of the idea and resigned to the possibility of doing it. "As long as you aren't covered in quicksilver, anyway."

Ashka rolled her eyes. "Then there would be two of us with open wounds instead of just one." She tried out a flatter throw with the knife. It went high, slicing through the top edge of the dune. Sand and small pebbles flew and slithered in all directions, and the knife itself vanished down the other side of the dune. "Shyke."

Kiveth tilted his head in enquiry as Ashka swore in Fratava. "Was that me, or the knife? I can recognise the tone even if I haven't the memory for the language."

"The knife," Ashka replied shortly, stomping her way over the dune to retrieve it. When she got there, she found the knife was nowhere to be seen. It must have been covered by falling sand. Ashka's mouth tightened as she bit back the urge to swear again. She had liked that knife. "This," she muttered instead, "is why we never did this on deck. Too easy to lose your weapon."

Kiveth sighed and came over to join her. "Buried, is it? Oh well, at least it's in the ground, I hate probing through water." He tapped his long toes on the sand, head on one side as if listening to something only he could hear, then moved a little and delicately inserted a claw into the sand. When he drew it out again, her knife hilt was hooked over it. "Here. Aim better next time," he told her, and hopped back to the other side of the dune without waiting for a reply.

When Ashka followed him, she found him clearing pebbles off the target in preperation for re-drawing it. "How did you know?"

"Something that's buried feels different from just plain dirt or sand." Kiveth paused in his clearing and held up something that glittered like ice in the sun. "Some of these are pretty - quartz of some kind I'd guess, though how it got here I have no idea. You want?"

They were indeed pretty. Ashka took the five small, sand-streaked, crystals from him and tucked them in her pocket to rinse off later. Maybe she could use them in wind chimes. "The tide probably brought them. All kinds of gems and artifacts wash up on the beaches here. Can you show me that throw again?"



Note to GradersPlot points item acquired.
Eternal Ice - These five small stones appear to be quartz crystals. However, when dumped into a beverage, much like real ice, they cool the beverage to just above freezing temperatures. They are reusable.


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A Knife in the Sand

Postby Ashka on April 2nd, 2018, 7:28 pm


Kiveth finished redoing the target and trotted back to join Ashka. "I do the throw like this," he explained, slowing his movements down to the point that she could follow them. He folded long fingers into place around his knife, brought it back with the blade in his fingers and the hilt pointed back over his shoulder, then snapped it forward with a sharp movement of wrist and shoulder. "But then my proportions are different. You really ought to get a human to show you as well."

"Perhaps," Ashka said dryly, "but they don't seem to be around here right now, and you are, so you'll have to do." She shaped her own hand around her knife with the grip that felt safest and most comfortable. Pointing the hilt over her shoulder, she snapped her hand forward in a throw. The knife hit the target point first. Not the middle of the target, and at a bit of an angle, it had to be admitted, but it was a hit, and Ashka grinned over it.

"Better," Kiveth allowed grudgingly. "Now do it again. Once may be enough to remember forever, but it isn't enough to be sure you can do it." He waved Ashka forward to collect her knife.

"Forever's a long time," she quipped, padding over to get it.

Kiveth made a sound somewhere between a laugh and a snort. "Maybe for you. I can remember hatching and let me tell you the five hundred odd years since can feel like forever!"

Ashka looked back over her shoulder, with her knife held loosely in her hand. "You do? What's it like to hatch?"

"A cracking good time was had by all," Kiveth snapped, his tongue turning as fast as his knife throws. Ashka rolled her eyes at him and he grimaced. "We rarely forgive. We never forget. Deal with it or ignore it as you will."


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Postby Ashka on April 8th, 2018, 11:17 pm


Ashka tried and failed not to roll her eyes again at his declaration. She tried to cover it by stalking back to the throwing point and taking up her position there once more. She threw and hit and fetched and threw and missed and fetched. Kiveth matched her throw for throw, grey eyes watching both her and the target.

Ashka eyed him back. "I'm not going to ask again if that's what's bothering you," she said at last. "I can take a hint when it snaps at me."

Kiveth chuckled briefly. "It's surprising how many can't, I've found, or who take someone telling them 'no' as a personal insult to be revenged by making the someone's life unbearable until they leave just to get away from the attacks."

Ashka shrugged. "I'm not unfamiliar with the idea of being bullied until you flee." She remembered the constant pranks, no single one enough to point to as a problem - she was the one expected to lighten up and laugh along - but taken all together they hurt. Except no one else was willing to take a look at the pattern the 'pranks' made.

"I imagine not," Kiveth agreed. "You seemed familiar with it in that icy bucket dump you hit me with."

Ashka hurled the knife harder, and without consciously aiming it at anything except her own memory, and it smacked into the middle of the target.

"Good," Kiveth said, in one of the lightning changes of tone and subject that Ashka was getting used to. "Now you know how to hit the target. The trick of hitting it all the time and not losing your knife - is to do it a lot, until it becomes instinct rather than thought. Shall we continue?"


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A Knife in the Sand

Postby Ashka on April 21st, 2018, 3:26 pm

Your Grades!


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Name: Ashka
XP Award:
  • Weapon: Dagger 5
  • Socialisation 5
  • Interrogation 1
  • Rhetoric 1
Lore:
  • Dagger: how to hold for throwing
  • Kiveth: Verusk exchange
  • Dagger: hitting point first
  • Verusk can share memories
  • Sand makes a good practice target
  • Kiveth: fascinated by trees
  • Verusk blood makes wounds heal clean
  • Kiveth: finds buried things
  • Eternal ice: found on beach
  • Verusk: perfect memories

Objects: Eternal ice: five quartz type crystals
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