[ The thing bleeds frenzy whenever she glances at it. It reminds her, far too much, of what had sent her fleeing from the Nightmare of Mensis. But she had been alone then, a single human in a wasteland of broken morals; struggling not to sink. She looks at the others, not immediately offering anything as they begin to confer. She doesn't need to offer them anything, she might need what she has to get back out of this place without them.
She speaks up unexpectedly, ]
I can kit you.
[ They determine among themselves who will take the fire talisman and who will take electric. She keeps the Blacksky with herself. It's a start. It is only as Cloud determinedly asserts that he will make the charge that she finally spills out of her coat and offers it to him. It's a foul thing, honestly. Smelling of blood and char and death. The Tamamo foxes had told her to be rid of it when she arrived, she hid it away instead. She knows its worth.
It's a quiet thing that she says, only for Cloud to hear as she brings it to him: ]
Tadeo died in this. He has been protecting me, ever since. You may wear it.
[ She's small and vulnerable without the heavy leather coat. She is overtly going to use Toraguma for cover without it and she slips some of Emily's sedative powder subtly into her mouth to keep her calm while they finish this.
Don't look too closely at the strange totem she has kept for herself: a phantasm infested eyeball that she cradles in a piece of cloth in her palm. When her time comes, she raises it carefully to point its gaze towards the beating heart of madness and blows on it. There is a rumbling sound like a storm coming and a meteor of arcane energy pierces into the dark. She can do this a few times before it tires her, there is not enough quicksilver in her blood to sustain it for long. ]
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She speaks up unexpectedly, ]
I can kit you.
[ They determine among themselves who will take the fire talisman and who will take electric. She keeps the Blacksky with herself. It's a start. It is only as Cloud determinedly asserts that he will make the charge that she finally spills out of her coat and offers it to him. It's a foul thing, honestly. Smelling of blood and char and death. The Tamamo foxes had told her to be rid of it when she arrived, she hid it away instead. She knows its worth.
It's a quiet thing that she says, only for Cloud to hear as she brings it to him: ]
Tadeo died in this. He has been protecting me, ever since. You may wear it.
[ She's small and vulnerable without the heavy leather coat. She is overtly going to use Toraguma for cover without it and she slips some of Emily's sedative powder subtly into her mouth to keep her calm while they finish this.
Don't look too closely at the strange totem she has kept for herself: a phantasm infested eyeball that she cradles in a piece of cloth in her palm. When her time comes, she raises it carefully to point its gaze towards the beating heart of madness and blows on it. There is a rumbling sound like a storm coming and a meteor of arcane energy pierces into the dark. She can do this a few times before it tires her, there is not enough quicksilver in her blood to sustain it for long. ]