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sticksandbones2025-01-10 05:09 pm
goldenambition) wrote in sticksandbones2025-01-10 05:09 pm
Warmblooded
Who: Will, Clive and Joshua (Bird)
What: Hunting a biblically accurate deer to appease Winter
When: Some time before the god fight, just in case
Where: The Woods
Warnings: Animal death, gore, occultism
[Will would never consider himself a hunter- for all his adventures, he was always more a city boy than not. He COULD snare a coney or shoot down a bird for a meal. But full deer hunting was something he was not that experienced in.
But he had an ace, if what he was told on the journals was true. But that just made this all the more dangerous.
He was bundled head to toe in winter gear the sad-looking shopkeep had provided, his armor on under it and his bow unslung]
So 'pparently these deer are meat eaters, so I gotta package of roast steak here- [He pats a cloth bag on his hip. It has a bit too much give to be anything but wrapped raw meat. And if the brothers have a decent sense of smell they can likely smell it out right.] - so we can try to bait it out. This time'a year a fresh kill outta be tempting for all kinds of beasties.
You two still up for this?
What: Hunting a biblically accurate deer to appease Winter
When: Some time before the god fight, just in case
Where: The Woods
Warnings: Animal death, gore, occultism
[Will would never consider himself a hunter- for all his adventures, he was always more a city boy than not. He COULD snare a coney or shoot down a bird for a meal. But full deer hunting was something he was not that experienced in.
But he had an ace, if what he was told on the journals was true. But that just made this all the more dangerous.
He was bundled head to toe in winter gear the sad-looking shopkeep had provided, his armor on under it and his bow unslung]
So 'pparently these deer are meat eaters, so I gotta package of roast steak here- [He pats a cloth bag on his hip. It has a bit too much give to be anything but wrapped raw meat. And if the brothers have a decent sense of smell they can likely smell it out right.] - so we can try to bait it out. This time'a year a fresh kill outta be tempting for all kinds of beasties.
You two still up for this?
cw: killing a deer
And he is most certainly not going to let Joshua do it. ]
I'll do it.
[ First they need to bind the mouth, and since he's already there... he quickly grabs some of the netting and loops it quickly over the beasts muzzle before it can snap, his voice soft as he speaks to it. ]
I'm sorry. I know you don't understand, but it's for a good [ hopefully ] cause. And we will honor your sacrifice.
[ He draws the smaller weapon from his side, a sharp knife for moments like this. And quickly he winds up and then jams it into the deers head. A quick death. He hopes this counts and they didn't have to slit it's throat and bleed it out. ]
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Will, what words need be spoken?
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Ah! Sorry, sorry. Here.
[He digs the journal from his bag and goes to kneel next to the corpse. A few flips and he starts to speak. Whispers of the cycle of life and death. Of the balances of nature. Of Man, both of that primordial cradle and apart from it- we pay for our long lives and knowledge with suffering. With bitter fruits. Much of his lackadaisical tone gone with the weight of his recitation
He takes a glove off, dipping his fingers in the oozing head wound, gesturing with a flick of the ears for both brothers to come forward]
Do you accept the responsibility for this life? That you will live fully and graciously in it's place?
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He almost doesn't hear Will's question and he manages to keep the grimace off his face by sheer will. He steps forward, his voice deep with gravitas. ]
Yes.
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He moves to stand beside his brother, placing his hand on his chest. ]
Yes.
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There... and hate to say it, but no washing it off 'till dawn.
[Yes, it's gross. His nose wrinkles]
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[ If he sounds exasperated, well. He has deer blood smeared on his forehead. And he has to wear it into dawn. He eyes the deer and sighs. ]
At least it's meat and leather. Hopefully decent meat, it's a carnivore.
[ And they tend to not taste the best. ]
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[ It's going to take a little effort to remember it's there, and not to rub it off on accident, but he thinks he can manage. His eyes, too, move to the deer, and he frowns thoughtfully. ]
We could bring the meat back to the inn. I'm certain it could be made into some sort of stew that everyone could share.
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[His tail wags as he wipes his fingers on his coat as best he can]
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[ He nods in agreeance to Joshua's idea, a stew sounds good, he's sure Yingyun can put the meat to good use in one. He then folds his arms and ponders the deer before them.
Slowly his brow v's down, deeper and deeper, but his lips quirk upwards into a lopsided smile as he stares and thinks. Then he glances up to Will and Joshua, then back down to the deer, then back up to the boys. ]
I don't suppose either of us [ Yes, he's including himself in this mistake ] thought to bring a sled along? I'm strong but even this might be too much for me.
[ Or the three of them, frankly. ]
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Particularly in this weather, the people could use something warming and heavy.
[ He's no cook, of course, so he doesn't know what goes into actually making it, but he's had game meat plenty of times before, and he's never wrinkled his nose at the taste hard enough that he doesn't want to eat it. Magic can be done with herbs and spices.
But he catches Clive's look, and follows his eyes down to the deer.
... ah. ]
... no, I don't think we did. Perhaps we could fetch one and return with it?
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[His ears droop, eyes go big in plead for forgiveness]
In my defense, I didn't realize they were so big!
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He hit him with the sad eyes and now the resemblance to both Gav and Torgal is just too strong. ]
It's all right, we'll think of something.
[ He nods to Joshua, thoughtful. ]
Possibly, but the longer it's out here the more predators we attract. I'm not sure how long it will take to return and back....
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He taps his lips with his fingers. ]
What if we were to skin it and then carry meat back in the hide? With a deer this size, we could feasibly leave some of the meat for the woodland creatures while having plenty for ourselves. Or maybe gutting it will lighten the load?
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Oh, I think Josh 'as got a good idea there- We prob'bly should gut it either way- organs leaking is bad for the meat.
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Sounds good to me.... Mmmight not want to leave that to me.
[ He's liable to puncture the organs on accident and just ruin it. ]
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Clive--!
[ As soon as he is free, he moves to fix his hair back down with his fingers. He isn't one to typically preen or fuss about his looks, but his hair sticking up will bother him if he leaves it sit for too long. ]
I'm afraid I have no skill in gutting an animal... Particularly one this big. But I have a delicate hand, if you'll show me where to cut.
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[He pulls one of his blades from his hip and goes to start working on the beast. Groin to gullet.
It smells pretty bad, so let's not get into any heavy detail there]
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Instead he turns his attention to the sides, on the watch for anything that may be a real threat to them coming to the smell of slaughter. ]
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Where do we start?
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I'm gonna dig in and start pulling organs out. You take my stabber here and cut where they connect, ya ken?
[The little blood on his coat will be nothing compared to how messy Will is about to get- but this way Joshua can stay... well clean*er* ]
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Alright. Ready when you are.
[ He takes Will's knife and holds it ready. ]
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He himself knows enough to get by, but he has a feeling Jote did much of the hard work for Joshua. On her own will of course. ]
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[And... ooooh the noises, gross]
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It's a disgusting job, and very... wet, but he follows Will's movements, cutting each organ free from its tethers as he pulls them out. Without complaint! Look at him go. ]
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