best record;

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

[Rip. Tear. Only gauze, fortunately. There's a rapidly dwindling roll of it on the table next to where she's sitting down. Fairly noticeable...if you can ignore the puddles of dark, wispy blood on the wooden surface. And the stained pieces of gauze scattered haphazardly across it.

The Nymph herself has a sleeve pushed up above her elbow, and she's making incisions in the skin with one of her kunai. She quickly wraps a new piece of gauze around the wound and watches the dark stain grow, her lips moving like she's counting. After it stops, she unwraps the gauze and tosses it aside. The skin beneath looks like it's never been cut.]

Still 10 seconds...

[repeat as needed.]

Comments

[masqueetmiroir.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

[glances up. No smile of greeting this; Zexion was the one who suggested the "loyalty oath."]

You should know an experiment better than me, vi~

[masqueetmiroir.livejournal.com]

You seem to be counting the amount of time it takes for you to heal.

I find myself curious as to how you happened across this power; none of the other Larxenes I have known can do such a thing.

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

Those Larxenes were never sent to hunt down xi and viii.

[another cut. This time she just watches instead of putting the graze on.]

Not here, those traitors. But can't let myself get out of practice~.

[masqueetmiroir.livejournal.com]

... interesting. So it's you who are the loyal one in your universe?

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

[blood flow stops and the wound seals up. A derisive laugh.]

No no no, Zexion~. All of you can die and I wouldn't care, save for how much pain you experience.

[masqueetmiroir.livejournal.com]

More like the one I know, then.

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

...still 10 seconds.

Yours probably still clings to xi. That's all in the past.

[masqueetmiroir.livejournal.com]

She would, save that both are quite deceased.

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

Lucky them.

[a cut with more force than necessary. Wow, no arteries cut yet. This one she wraps gauze around and waits.]

[wrongkey.livejournal.com]

Uh, that looks kinda dangerous...

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

It is dangerous.

[wrongkey.livejournal.com]

[ s-squirms. he's looking really uncomfortable. ]

Doesn't that hurt-?

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

Very.

[wrongkey.livejournal.com]

Weiiird.

[ and creepy. he's going to back away now. ]

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

Useful, actually.

[and look, she's not going to stop you.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

The hell are you doing?

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

What does it look like, mirror-mine~?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Cutting yourself. It's not like me.

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

[smirk]

Of course. You can't heal from a wound in 10 seconds.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Even if I could, I don't really go for more pain than necessary.

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

It's been a while. It becomes more powerful each time this happens.

[incision that bleeds for about 9.5 seconds before closing up.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Uhhh.... right. How'd you get to do that?

[lightningshards.livejournal.com]

Part of the loyalty oath. They said I'll need it to hunt down the traitors~.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Roles reversed, hmm? Unless they're really dumb enough to send a traitor to hunt a traitor.