Mixology is Hard [Jiro]May 31, 2019 15:10:06 GMT -5
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[attr="class","reasonyk"] [attr="class","reasonbgyk"] [attr="class","reasonbigyk"]The best venom is not injected [attr="class","reasonsmallyk"]It is spoken from your lips straight to the heart with great malice and no hindrance from sympathy, guilt, or fear
[attr="class","reasonbodyk"] Another day, another test. But this one would be more fun than the one she'd done last week. She hoped. Yoko was walking about town in a simple green yukata--the fabric of which she'd had matched to her eye color--and tan wedges, holding a container with her drink. It was insulated, to keep her drinks hot or cold. There was chilled tea inside, but it wasn't just tea.
Yoko had, earlier in the morning, finished putting together a new poison. It was comprised of a few herbal items but was mostly synthetic chemicals. There was a small bit of one of her other poisons mixed in. She had wanted to create a new blend of effects: In order, the poison was supposed to cause moderate pain once ingested, then cause mild paralysis in the lungs, then cause blindness. Its effects were supposed to remedy on their own, given time. But, rather than waiting for a test subject in combat, Yoko decided to test it on herself. A trial she performed often.
So often, in fact, that she held resistance and immunity to most of the effects of her own toxins. Still, she did have to pay the price. Testing new formulas was risky, especially when she tried to do other things. Like walk through the heart of town with some of her shopping bags. But she hadn't been able to resist a new dress--now carried on her arm in a small bag--so she'd decided to try multi-tasking.
The "tea" didn't take long to kick in. She'd made it to shop number three--with two bags in tow, now--when the pain kicked in. It flooded her stomach and then spread outward like a wildfire, coursing through her body in harsh, burning waves. It was beautiful. Perfectly fluid. She stopped in the middle of the store to jot notes down in the notepad she'd been keeping in one of her bags.
Shop number four greeted her at the door with the beginning of gradual paralysis. Yoko felt her breathing suffer, and for a while she was only able to take very short, very pained breaths during her window shopping. It was becoming a struggle. Her safety net with this little trial was that she had the ability to expel the poison any moment she desired and heal the damage. But she liked seeing things through.
The next shop she walked into marked an improvement in her breathing, but the third symptom, blindness, never came. Instead, intense nausea overtook her like a tidal wave. She left the storefront, making her way back down the road. She intended to return home. Scrawling notes down about the unintended side effect, she was forced to take a seat on a nearby unoccupied bench, choosing one on a side road away from the street traffic. She felt feverish now, her skin becoming a mix of chilled and hot. Urgh. This was awful.
Where had she screwed up in her calculations? She leaned forward on her knees--half because it eased her nausea, and half because she didn't want anyone to see her feeling so miserable--and went over the dosages in her head. Where was the error? Where?
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