scarlet smiled. "we already have a necromancer and a blood mage, but we are not at our strongest yet child. we have a bit of a way to go before we can do wht you are." she sent a mental shout to the souls in dany's mind and they shut up. "with them danny... be firm, dont let them think they can get away with pushing you around... they will hurt you if they feel you are weak."
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cassandra let go of shadis and looked down. "ya... joesph.. hes right... they got her....."
Danny smiled lightly. "Thank you for quieting them, and for your... compliment. Can't say I'm very powerful though. I'm still considered unskilled compared to Longe or Finia." She worked another piece of muscle into place, part of the calf. It took only a few moments to do so, seeing as it complete the leg. She carefully extended the veins and capularies into place. Red tubes wove in and around the muscle like snakes, dividing again and again.
She had managed to find a set of veins earlier, a very lucky thing. Veins went quickly once decomp set in. She carefully, slowly, extended the veins up and into the body. Some grew larger as they fought up. Others grew and shrank, weaving into the muscles like they had with the leg. Danny showed little on her face but concentration. Her eyes were closed. She imagined the whole system of veins, twisting, turning. It was something so deeply engrained she couldn't FORGET.
Danny opened her eyes, finished with the veins in one body and sat on her heels. Skin crept up the leg, keeping the foot uncovered. She didn't quite have the ligaments in place yet. She looked over at Scarlet. "Mind helping me find a piece of intestine? I can cut it in half like I did earlier with the vein. That way I can add it to both."
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Raia curled up against a tree. Her vision spun dangerously from how little food she'd eaten in four days, and she was not in the mood to drown. The sea stretched in front of her, dauntingly wide.
It'd taken over a day to get to the shore, and she'd only had the chance to drink once. She'd long since stopped crying: it did no good. She looked desparately around. "There has to be something, ANYTHING, to eat." She crawled to the water, looking in forlornly. Fish wouldn't help. She ate only fruit. As if to tease her, fish of all sizes swam right in reach. Right at her fingers. Raia looked away to the trees.
No fruit grew that she could see, but the wood would make a good raft. She swallowed and got to her feet, stumbling. "Better get started."