A Keen Edge (Closed)

[true_noir]

Characters: Chloe and YOU!
Setting: Floor 15
Format: whatever works.
Summary: Chloe appears to be filing down and making knives for some odd reason.
Warnings: Well, she's likely to be a little more creepy than usual, but should be PG.

Chloe disliked having to do this. Metallurgy wasn't her strong point, and she'd never been forced to actually fashion her own knives. However, she had maintained them for most of her life, and finding books on the fashioning of the small tools in one of the libraries had been far from impossible.

If there were no other options, then she would learn. Two blades was not enough. Outside of the occasional power outtages, she worked quietly and carefully to prepare the metal. This first one was crude, but she'd expected that. She would improve.

Comments

[true_noir]

Oh believe me... they all have an ego in that place. One that dwarfs my own considerably. Their ego about 'how the world should work' is so strong that you'll probably learn to identify them more from that.

[hegantha]

[ She's already not looking forward to it. But, where knowledge is, she must go. ]

Sounds rather charming.

[true_noir]

A few are tolerable... but I have not seen them here, and I am unsure if their time in the world we shared changed them.

[hegantha]

[ Another shared world? This was also worth investigation, but Amberley didn't want to seem like she was prying too much. ]

I'm a little relieved I won't run into any of them here, but I suppose if they come, I'll be ready for their poor attitudes.

[true_noir]

... I seem to be unclear, but I will help. There are some from there, but not the ones I knew in the last place I was brought to.

[hegantha]

How many of the blasted heretics are there?

[ Whoops, let the heretic word slip. ]

[true_noir]

Heh. They might say the same of you... of course some consider themselves gods.

That said? I have seen many in my time. At least ten, and Gensokyo is a kingdom or a city, with others attached.

[hegantha]

[ She just rolls with it, acting like it's what she meant to say. ]

I couldn't begin to keep track of all of these worlds even if I tried. To be frank, it's becoming a little overwhelming.

[ And oh god, demons consider themselves god? She wants to shoot them already. ]

[true_noir]

It will do that. I keep track of only those that leave an impression on me. If Earth is involved, even if it is a different earth, I usually assume that it is at least similar to my own in some fashion.

[hegantha]

That would make sense, but I have never actually visited Earth, so the planet doesn't mean much to me.

[true_noir]

I would have to place you with those of another sort then. Sometimes there is very little I learn of a world. It all depends on how forthcoming souls are.

[hegantha]

I can tell you that the Imperium stretches out across several planets in our galaxy.

[true_noir]

Higher technology. Distant or near future then. Hard to say if ours is really the same history. However, I've met that sort before. Not as often, though. A great deal of sword and sorcery gets brought into these places for some reason.

[She lifted the knife again to inspect it.]

[hegantha]

Indeed. I am from the year 40,000, which I've heard is quite a bit in the future for you.

[true_noir]

So long as your time is reckoned as mine was, yes it is. I suspect regardless you are from a world of more advanced technology all the same.

[hegantha]

In a way, I suppose, but we don't see a lot of need for luxury items like your world. Though, that's only a guess based on what I've heard from other people.

[true_noir]

Luxury... I am unsure what world you speak of, though I suppose there were many I killed who had a love for what they thought of as luxury. I imagine wine counts.