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Six years ago when Kesi ventured into poisons after chasing down a merchant in the docks of Alexandria, she did not think that it would lead to the day where she was preparing to orchestrate her father’s own death. And yet with each day, she felt the bubbling of excitement begin to roil in her stomach. Somgi of Cairo’s end was quickly approaching, and with that her brother, her god Amenemhat would ascend.
The man deserved an agonizing death. Kesi wanted him to suffocate as his body failed him, hallucinate and see the horrors that were coming after him. She wanted him to beg for mercy for the times he had trapped her in closets, holes, even a coffin, leaving her sobbing and clawing from her trap until her fingernails ripped off and blood was staining the wood before her. For the times he laid a hand on her, her brother, and mother he will be shown no mercy. He would cry out for help, but no one would save such a pathetic man who wastes away the circus and all it’s potential to sate his greed.
Kesi was instructed to make this death bloodless, and she would of course listen, but it did not stop the fantasies plaguing her mind. She imagined the blood vessels in his eyes bursting, crimson tears cascading down his cheeks. She imagined his heart exploding, ripping apart his entire body. She imagined blood bursting from his mouth as he choked on it, his veins turning blue as they ruptured and his corpse painting the Nile red, the river of life carrying him towards death.
This man deserved to suffer, and by Kesi’s hand he will.
The circus returned to Alexandria and the plans were in motion. Kesi had been working on calming the largest snake the circus had, their crown jewel, the Egyptian Cobra. It was one of the deadliest snakes in Egypt, and it took well over a month before Kesi was comfortable enough with it to extract venom from its veins. It was a lengthy process and despite the Snake Charmer’s skills she still gave the cobra a minor paralytic to keep it docile so every last drop could be utilized for her nefarious scheme.
The problem with snake venom was that it was far too slow for their plans. They had to kill him all within the time of one circus show, a show in which Amenemhat will lead and be in front of the crowd, and Kesi will be left behind dealing with her father. And so in discussing this with her brother she realized there was one man she should go to that would be able to assist her, her teacher and mentor Kreios. She would not tell Kreios what she planned to do and if asked she would lie, but only he could truly help her when it came with creating the perfect poison in which to put an end to her father. Only he could help her with giving him the punishment he so deserved.
Arriving at the docks again brought memories to Kesi, ones that nearly made her smile. She was so lost when she was a child, waiting for the day to reunite with Amenemhat. But when she met Kreios, her life was given meaning again. She worked tirelessly, ignoring any aches of her body or feelings of fatigue so that she could learn. Even when her father had visited home, and bruises riddled her body hidden beneath clothes, she worked. Kesi had a limited time with Kreios, with the merchant traveling, and then later Kesi leaving to the circus. But any moment she stumbled into the grumpy Greek she took advantage of it, working for the knowledge that only he knew, thirsting to master poisons just as Kreios has.
Dark brown eyes swept the docks. Unlike when she was a child she knew who Kreios was. She was no longer approaching people blind, listening into conversations and making wild guesses as to who the merchant was. And yet, she still required blind luck, having no real way of knowing where the man was. He could be here, in Alexandria, or perhaps he is back in Greece. Like the wind, he comes and goes.
Luck was on the snake charmer’s side today. Across the docks she saw the man. Dark and tall as he always was, wearing more clothes than is typical in Egypt, yet more of the norm in Alexandria. She never understood Greeks and their desire to be completely covered up, but never the less that mattered not.
“Hey, mister!” Kesi called to him, approaching Kreios. “Got you something.” With her she had two peaches, one of which she underhand tossed at the merchant. “And I got you something to trade.” With her, some of the venom she extracted from the snake. She raised an eyebrow. “Got some time for your favorite student?”
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Six years ago when Kesi ventured into poisons after chasing down a merchant in the docks of Alexandria, she did not think that it would lead to the day where she was preparing to orchestrate her father’s own death. And yet with each day, she felt the bubbling of excitement begin to roil in her stomach. Somgi of Cairo’s end was quickly approaching, and with that her brother, her god Amenemhat would ascend.
The man deserved an agonizing death. Kesi wanted him to suffocate as his body failed him, hallucinate and see the horrors that were coming after him. She wanted him to beg for mercy for the times he had trapped her in closets, holes, even a coffin, leaving her sobbing and clawing from her trap until her fingernails ripped off and blood was staining the wood before her. For the times he laid a hand on her, her brother, and mother he will be shown no mercy. He would cry out for help, but no one would save such a pathetic man who wastes away the circus and all it’s potential to sate his greed.
Kesi was instructed to make this death bloodless, and she would of course listen, but it did not stop the fantasies plaguing her mind. She imagined the blood vessels in his eyes bursting, crimson tears cascading down his cheeks. She imagined his heart exploding, ripping apart his entire body. She imagined blood bursting from his mouth as he choked on it, his veins turning blue as they ruptured and his corpse painting the Nile red, the river of life carrying him towards death.
This man deserved to suffer, and by Kesi’s hand he will.
The circus returned to Alexandria and the plans were in motion. Kesi had been working on calming the largest snake the circus had, their crown jewel, the Egyptian Cobra. It was one of the deadliest snakes in Egypt, and it took well over a month before Kesi was comfortable enough with it to extract venom from its veins. It was a lengthy process and despite the Snake Charmer’s skills she still gave the cobra a minor paralytic to keep it docile so every last drop could be utilized for her nefarious scheme.
The problem with snake venom was that it was far too slow for their plans. They had to kill him all within the time of one circus show, a show in which Amenemhat will lead and be in front of the crowd, and Kesi will be left behind dealing with her father. And so in discussing this with her brother she realized there was one man she should go to that would be able to assist her, her teacher and mentor Kreios. She would not tell Kreios what she planned to do and if asked she would lie, but only he could truly help her when it came with creating the perfect poison in which to put an end to her father. Only he could help her with giving him the punishment he so deserved.
Arriving at the docks again brought memories to Kesi, ones that nearly made her smile. She was so lost when she was a child, waiting for the day to reunite with Amenemhat. But when she met Kreios, her life was given meaning again. She worked tirelessly, ignoring any aches of her body or feelings of fatigue so that she could learn. Even when her father had visited home, and bruises riddled her body hidden beneath clothes, she worked. Kesi had a limited time with Kreios, with the merchant traveling, and then later Kesi leaving to the circus. But any moment she stumbled into the grumpy Greek she took advantage of it, working for the knowledge that only he knew, thirsting to master poisons just as Kreios has.
Dark brown eyes swept the docks. Unlike when she was a child she knew who Kreios was. She was no longer approaching people blind, listening into conversations and making wild guesses as to who the merchant was. And yet, she still required blind luck, having no real way of knowing where the man was. He could be here, in Alexandria, or perhaps he is back in Greece. Like the wind, he comes and goes.
Luck was on the snake charmer’s side today. Across the docks she saw the man. Dark and tall as he always was, wearing more clothes than is typical in Egypt, yet more of the norm in Alexandria. She never understood Greeks and their desire to be completely covered up, but never the less that mattered not.
“Hey, mister!” Kesi called to him, approaching Kreios. “Got you something.” With her she had two peaches, one of which she underhand tossed at the merchant. “And I got you something to trade.” With her, some of the venom she extracted from the snake. She raised an eyebrow. “Got some time for your favorite student?”
Six years ago when Kesi ventured into poisons after chasing down a merchant in the docks of Alexandria, she did not think that it would lead to the day where she was preparing to orchestrate her father’s own death. And yet with each day, she felt the bubbling of excitement begin to roil in her stomach. Somgi of Cairo’s end was quickly approaching, and with that her brother, her god Amenemhat would ascend.
The man deserved an agonizing death. Kesi wanted him to suffocate as his body failed him, hallucinate and see the horrors that were coming after him. She wanted him to beg for mercy for the times he had trapped her in closets, holes, even a coffin, leaving her sobbing and clawing from her trap until her fingernails ripped off and blood was staining the wood before her. For the times he laid a hand on her, her brother, and mother he will be shown no mercy. He would cry out for help, but no one would save such a pathetic man who wastes away the circus and all it’s potential to sate his greed.
Kesi was instructed to make this death bloodless, and she would of course listen, but it did not stop the fantasies plaguing her mind. She imagined the blood vessels in his eyes bursting, crimson tears cascading down his cheeks. She imagined his heart exploding, ripping apart his entire body. She imagined blood bursting from his mouth as he choked on it, his veins turning blue as they ruptured and his corpse painting the Nile red, the river of life carrying him towards death.
This man deserved to suffer, and by Kesi’s hand he will.
The circus returned to Alexandria and the plans were in motion. Kesi had been working on calming the largest snake the circus had, their crown jewel, the Egyptian Cobra. It was one of the deadliest snakes in Egypt, and it took well over a month before Kesi was comfortable enough with it to extract venom from its veins. It was a lengthy process and despite the Snake Charmer’s skills she still gave the cobra a minor paralytic to keep it docile so every last drop could be utilized for her nefarious scheme.
The problem with snake venom was that it was far too slow for their plans. They had to kill him all within the time of one circus show, a show in which Amenemhat will lead and be in front of the crowd, and Kesi will be left behind dealing with her father. And so in discussing this with her brother she realized there was one man she should go to that would be able to assist her, her teacher and mentor Kreios. She would not tell Kreios what she planned to do and if asked she would lie, but only he could truly help her when it came with creating the perfect poison in which to put an end to her father. Only he could help her with giving him the punishment he so deserved.
Arriving at the docks again brought memories to Kesi, ones that nearly made her smile. She was so lost when she was a child, waiting for the day to reunite with Amenemhat. But when she met Kreios, her life was given meaning again. She worked tirelessly, ignoring any aches of her body or feelings of fatigue so that she could learn. Even when her father had visited home, and bruises riddled her body hidden beneath clothes, she worked. Kesi had a limited time with Kreios, with the merchant traveling, and then later Kesi leaving to the circus. But any moment she stumbled into the grumpy Greek she took advantage of it, working for the knowledge that only he knew, thirsting to master poisons just as Kreios has.
Dark brown eyes swept the docks. Unlike when she was a child she knew who Kreios was. She was no longer approaching people blind, listening into conversations and making wild guesses as to who the merchant was. And yet, she still required blind luck, having no real way of knowing where the man was. He could be here, in Alexandria, or perhaps he is back in Greece. Like the wind, he comes and goes.
Luck was on the snake charmer’s side today. Across the docks she saw the man. Dark and tall as he always was, wearing more clothes than is typical in Egypt, yet more of the norm in Alexandria. She never understood Greeks and their desire to be completely covered up, but never the less that mattered not.
“Hey, mister!” Kesi called to him, approaching Kreios. “Got you something.” With her she had two peaches, one of which she underhand tossed at the merchant. “And I got you something to trade.” With her, some of the venom she extracted from the snake. She raised an eyebrow. “Got some time for your favorite student?”
After the many years he had been visiting Egypt, Judea and Bedoa on the regular, now coming in to port in Alexandria no longer felt as foreign as it used to back then. In fact, with the frequency of his visits, he had turned into somewhat of a regular here, and many of the residents even greeted and called out to him as he strolled the streets of the busy dockside city in Egypt. He was now a permanent fixture to the city, and while he wasn't as well versed as the Egyptian born and bred toxicologists, what they liked about him was the innovative ways in which Kreios mixed and matched sources from both Egypt, and his home kingdom - and how he didn't ask questions.
The man was strictly business, and once the transaction of money and product exchanged hands, what you did with whatever you had bought from him was your business. He didn't have a moral quota to follow, and neither was he interested, as long as he got his due payment.
With strict instructions to the captain to keep the ship moored and no one allowed on it, the merchant had locked up his workshop and started browsing the busy market, with his two slave boys trailing behind him. It was a habit, in where Kreios would browse the first two days of his arrival in Alexandria, and the slave boys would hold whatever ware he would buy, or run back to put it on the ship before seeking him out again. Kreios never really carried anything himself, but he did buy plenty. Why bother doing the hard labor when he could just hire someone, right?
With his hands by his sides as his dark black chiton covered him from sholder to mid-calf, he had simply been eyeing some unfamiliar plants for sale, when a familiar voice accosted his auditories.
The man winced - oh he would know that voice anywhere. It was the voice who had harassed him into allowing her to help, and while Kreios would not say she had been entirely unhelpful in the few months (was it almost a year?) he had allowed her to hang around him, neither had he been at ease. The man really preferred to work alone.
That being said, she was far older now, and with almost five years past since the last time he had had her coming after him for 'lessons', Kreios didn't react as much as he used to. Turning just as she ran up, he gave a wry smile at her offer of peaches - hadn't she done the exact same when they had first met? - grabbing the one she tossed to him and eyeing it in his hands, before raising a brow at her. "I would question the usage of the word 'favorite', but what do you have?" he offered, taking a bite of the sweet fruit.
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After the many years he had been visiting Egypt, Judea and Bedoa on the regular, now coming in to port in Alexandria no longer felt as foreign as it used to back then. In fact, with the frequency of his visits, he had turned into somewhat of a regular here, and many of the residents even greeted and called out to him as he strolled the streets of the busy dockside city in Egypt. He was now a permanent fixture to the city, and while he wasn't as well versed as the Egyptian born and bred toxicologists, what they liked about him was the innovative ways in which Kreios mixed and matched sources from both Egypt, and his home kingdom - and how he didn't ask questions.
The man was strictly business, and once the transaction of money and product exchanged hands, what you did with whatever you had bought from him was your business. He didn't have a moral quota to follow, and neither was he interested, as long as he got his due payment.
With strict instructions to the captain to keep the ship moored and no one allowed on it, the merchant had locked up his workshop and started browsing the busy market, with his two slave boys trailing behind him. It was a habit, in where Kreios would browse the first two days of his arrival in Alexandria, and the slave boys would hold whatever ware he would buy, or run back to put it on the ship before seeking him out again. Kreios never really carried anything himself, but he did buy plenty. Why bother doing the hard labor when he could just hire someone, right?
With his hands by his sides as his dark black chiton covered him from sholder to mid-calf, he had simply been eyeing some unfamiliar plants for sale, when a familiar voice accosted his auditories.
The man winced - oh he would know that voice anywhere. It was the voice who had harassed him into allowing her to help, and while Kreios would not say she had been entirely unhelpful in the few months (was it almost a year?) he had allowed her to hang around him, neither had he been at ease. The man really preferred to work alone.
That being said, she was far older now, and with almost five years past since the last time he had had her coming after him for 'lessons', Kreios didn't react as much as he used to. Turning just as she ran up, he gave a wry smile at her offer of peaches - hadn't she done the exact same when they had first met? - grabbing the one she tossed to him and eyeing it in his hands, before raising a brow at her. "I would question the usage of the word 'favorite', but what do you have?" he offered, taking a bite of the sweet fruit.
After the many years he had been visiting Egypt, Judea and Bedoa on the regular, now coming in to port in Alexandria no longer felt as foreign as it used to back then. In fact, with the frequency of his visits, he had turned into somewhat of a regular here, and many of the residents even greeted and called out to him as he strolled the streets of the busy dockside city in Egypt. He was now a permanent fixture to the city, and while he wasn't as well versed as the Egyptian born and bred toxicologists, what they liked about him was the innovative ways in which Kreios mixed and matched sources from both Egypt, and his home kingdom - and how he didn't ask questions.
The man was strictly business, and once the transaction of money and product exchanged hands, what you did with whatever you had bought from him was your business. He didn't have a moral quota to follow, and neither was he interested, as long as he got his due payment.
With strict instructions to the captain to keep the ship moored and no one allowed on it, the merchant had locked up his workshop and started browsing the busy market, with his two slave boys trailing behind him. It was a habit, in where Kreios would browse the first two days of his arrival in Alexandria, and the slave boys would hold whatever ware he would buy, or run back to put it on the ship before seeking him out again. Kreios never really carried anything himself, but he did buy plenty. Why bother doing the hard labor when he could just hire someone, right?
With his hands by his sides as his dark black chiton covered him from sholder to mid-calf, he had simply been eyeing some unfamiliar plants for sale, when a familiar voice accosted his auditories.
The man winced - oh he would know that voice anywhere. It was the voice who had harassed him into allowing her to help, and while Kreios would not say she had been entirely unhelpful in the few months (was it almost a year?) he had allowed her to hang around him, neither had he been at ease. The man really preferred to work alone.
That being said, she was far older now, and with almost five years past since the last time he had had her coming after him for 'lessons', Kreios didn't react as much as he used to. Turning just as she ran up, he gave a wry smile at her offer of peaches - hadn't she done the exact same when they had first met? - grabbing the one she tossed to him and eyeing it in his hands, before raising a brow at her. "I would question the usage of the word 'favorite', but what do you have?" he offered, taking a bite of the sweet fruit.
It was a relief that he wasn’t running away like he did when she was a child. There was no time for games, not when there was a greater fun to be had. The death of Somgi was tantalizingly close, consuming the young Kesi’s mind. She was almost giddy now talking to Kreios. But for once she had to keep her emotions in check, no matter how difficult a task that seemed to be.
“Venom from an Egyptian Cobra. Willing to trade it for some knowledge and wares?” She answered before taking a bite from her peach. “Took a lot of work to calm the snake. This one had the most stubborn attitude I had ever seen.” Kesi may have been tempted to kill it if it were any other snake. It certainly was no Apep, completely obedient to the Snake Charmer’s will, but it was still valuable enough not to just get rid of, no matter how much the snake ended up irritating the girl.
“Also I am your favorite student, there’s no need to lie.” Kesi wiped some of the juice from the corner of her lips. “How many students bring you peaches? Or venom? Not to mention I worked ever so hard, and I learned very quickly. All in all, this equates to being the very best student that there ever was.”
Kesi looked left and right. The market was busy, and she didn’t quite want to talk poisons where the potential of curious ears could be found. This plan that she and her brother had was to be perfect. If her brother were to ascend into his rightful place as the ringleader of the circus, and all the people beneath it were to fall to their knees in worship, then the death of her father could not link back to Kesi or Nem.
“Care to take a walk with me, mister?” Kesi said in her typical chipper voice. She still looked her bright, happy self, wearing her mask of childlike innocence. Beneath that mask, however, there was something more sinister. A bloodthirst that would never truly be quenched, an anger that would never be quelled, and a hatred that would never fade away.
“It’s a beautiful day after all,” Kesi said looking at the sky. “Ra blesses us with the warmth beating down upon us.” And Set will bless them with the chaos that would come. In that chaos, an opportunity will be found. For while balance and order may be preferred by beings lesser, chaos is the true nature of the game. And this was the game that Kesi of Alexandria was most looking forward to playing.
She led Kreios little ways away, away from the prying ears of Alexandria, and ignoring the two little slaves traveling behind him. They’ve have heard worse anyhow. “I only speak in hypotheticals, but I was curious. If this venom were to be mixed with something like Belladonna, would death come quicker? The thought crossed my mind while I extracted the venom from the snake, and thought it best go to my favorite teacher for answers.”
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It was a relief that he wasn’t running away like he did when she was a child. There was no time for games, not when there was a greater fun to be had. The death of Somgi was tantalizingly close, consuming the young Kesi’s mind. She was almost giddy now talking to Kreios. But for once she had to keep her emotions in check, no matter how difficult a task that seemed to be.
“Venom from an Egyptian Cobra. Willing to trade it for some knowledge and wares?” She answered before taking a bite from her peach. “Took a lot of work to calm the snake. This one had the most stubborn attitude I had ever seen.” Kesi may have been tempted to kill it if it were any other snake. It certainly was no Apep, completely obedient to the Snake Charmer’s will, but it was still valuable enough not to just get rid of, no matter how much the snake ended up irritating the girl.
“Also I am your favorite student, there’s no need to lie.” Kesi wiped some of the juice from the corner of her lips. “How many students bring you peaches? Or venom? Not to mention I worked ever so hard, and I learned very quickly. All in all, this equates to being the very best student that there ever was.”
Kesi looked left and right. The market was busy, and she didn’t quite want to talk poisons where the potential of curious ears could be found. This plan that she and her brother had was to be perfect. If her brother were to ascend into his rightful place as the ringleader of the circus, and all the people beneath it were to fall to their knees in worship, then the death of her father could not link back to Kesi or Nem.
“Care to take a walk with me, mister?” Kesi said in her typical chipper voice. She still looked her bright, happy self, wearing her mask of childlike innocence. Beneath that mask, however, there was something more sinister. A bloodthirst that would never truly be quenched, an anger that would never be quelled, and a hatred that would never fade away.
“It’s a beautiful day after all,” Kesi said looking at the sky. “Ra blesses us with the warmth beating down upon us.” And Set will bless them with the chaos that would come. In that chaos, an opportunity will be found. For while balance and order may be preferred by beings lesser, chaos is the true nature of the game. And this was the game that Kesi of Alexandria was most looking forward to playing.
She led Kreios little ways away, away from the prying ears of Alexandria, and ignoring the two little slaves traveling behind him. They’ve have heard worse anyhow. “I only speak in hypotheticals, but I was curious. If this venom were to be mixed with something like Belladonna, would death come quicker? The thought crossed my mind while I extracted the venom from the snake, and thought it best go to my favorite teacher for answers.”
It was a relief that he wasn’t running away like he did when she was a child. There was no time for games, not when there was a greater fun to be had. The death of Somgi was tantalizingly close, consuming the young Kesi’s mind. She was almost giddy now talking to Kreios. But for once she had to keep her emotions in check, no matter how difficult a task that seemed to be.
“Venom from an Egyptian Cobra. Willing to trade it for some knowledge and wares?” She answered before taking a bite from her peach. “Took a lot of work to calm the snake. This one had the most stubborn attitude I had ever seen.” Kesi may have been tempted to kill it if it were any other snake. It certainly was no Apep, completely obedient to the Snake Charmer’s will, but it was still valuable enough not to just get rid of, no matter how much the snake ended up irritating the girl.
“Also I am your favorite student, there’s no need to lie.” Kesi wiped some of the juice from the corner of her lips. “How many students bring you peaches? Or venom? Not to mention I worked ever so hard, and I learned very quickly. All in all, this equates to being the very best student that there ever was.”
Kesi looked left and right. The market was busy, and she didn’t quite want to talk poisons where the potential of curious ears could be found. This plan that she and her brother had was to be perfect. If her brother were to ascend into his rightful place as the ringleader of the circus, and all the people beneath it were to fall to their knees in worship, then the death of her father could not link back to Kesi or Nem.
“Care to take a walk with me, mister?” Kesi said in her typical chipper voice. She still looked her bright, happy self, wearing her mask of childlike innocence. Beneath that mask, however, there was something more sinister. A bloodthirst that would never truly be quenched, an anger that would never be quelled, and a hatred that would never fade away.
“It’s a beautiful day after all,” Kesi said looking at the sky. “Ra blesses us with the warmth beating down upon us.” And Set will bless them with the chaos that would come. In that chaos, an opportunity will be found. For while balance and order may be preferred by beings lesser, chaos is the true nature of the game. And this was the game that Kesi of Alexandria was most looking forward to playing.
She led Kreios little ways away, away from the prying ears of Alexandria, and ignoring the two little slaves traveling behind him. They’ve have heard worse anyhow. “I only speak in hypotheticals, but I was curious. If this venom were to be mixed with something like Belladonna, would death come quicker? The thought crossed my mind while I extracted the venom from the snake, and thought it best go to my favorite teacher for answers.”
Well, at the very least he knew this girl knew what would interest Kreios. Although she had spent a couple of months under his tutelage, so he would have been surprised if she didn't pick up on a few things about him. Granted, the capacity in which he worked with her ebbed and flowed, depending on when he was in Egypt, and sometimes Kreios didn't return to the desert land in months - but it was still a good year spent, so he was unsurprised by her offer.
Interest immediately flared in his obsidian gaze, although that was the only outward inclination he showed regarding her offer. Kreios was otherwise someone who kept a very good pokerface. But venom from an Egyptian cobra was hard, if not impossible to come by. A combination of rarity of the creature, as well as the difficulty in which to get the reptile to bare it's fangs and milk it of it's venom meant Kreios had only ever had the chance to see it being used, and not to personally have it, so she had gotten his attention.
Rolling his eyes at her claim of him being a favorite student, the man wouldn't be one to tell her how little students in which he took in - in fact, Kreios was most likely one of the worst teachers there was. He didn't purposely go out of his way to ensure one learned something, and neither did he make the situation conducive for learning. No, the only 'thing' Kreios did as a teacher, was not chase Kesi away as he worked with her standing next to him. Whatever she had learned was entirely her own effort, because Kreios could care less.
So in a sense, she was right in that she worked hard - but he'll let her make her own conclusions.
Taking another bite of the peach and wiping the juice from his chin away with the back of his chiton on his shoulder, the man shrugged at her offer, but fell into step next to her, curiuos to hear her proposition. Following her until they got a place where the crowd of the market thinned out, Kreios waved for his slaves to follow at a pace further then they had, before perking an ear at her question, before groaning and shaking his head. Had she learned nothing?
"Kesi, belladona cures snake venom in a person's bloodstream. You'll just be giving him a very good nap." Kreios murmured, rolling his eyes. "The venom of an Egyptian snake causes elevated temperatures, rapid heart beats and characteristic hallucinations. The nightshade plant is merely a narcotic and an anti-spasmodic. That'll just end up slowing down the heart and bringing it back to neutral ground." he paused, and then raised a brow at the young woman. "What exactly are you planning to do?"
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Well, at the very least he knew this girl knew what would interest Kreios. Although she had spent a couple of months under his tutelage, so he would have been surprised if she didn't pick up on a few things about him. Granted, the capacity in which he worked with her ebbed and flowed, depending on when he was in Egypt, and sometimes Kreios didn't return to the desert land in months - but it was still a good year spent, so he was unsurprised by her offer.
Interest immediately flared in his obsidian gaze, although that was the only outward inclination he showed regarding her offer. Kreios was otherwise someone who kept a very good pokerface. But venom from an Egyptian cobra was hard, if not impossible to come by. A combination of rarity of the creature, as well as the difficulty in which to get the reptile to bare it's fangs and milk it of it's venom meant Kreios had only ever had the chance to see it being used, and not to personally have it, so she had gotten his attention.
Rolling his eyes at her claim of him being a favorite student, the man wouldn't be one to tell her how little students in which he took in - in fact, Kreios was most likely one of the worst teachers there was. He didn't purposely go out of his way to ensure one learned something, and neither did he make the situation conducive for learning. No, the only 'thing' Kreios did as a teacher, was not chase Kesi away as he worked with her standing next to him. Whatever she had learned was entirely her own effort, because Kreios could care less.
So in a sense, she was right in that she worked hard - but he'll let her make her own conclusions.
Taking another bite of the peach and wiping the juice from his chin away with the back of his chiton on his shoulder, the man shrugged at her offer, but fell into step next to her, curiuos to hear her proposition. Following her until they got a place where the crowd of the market thinned out, Kreios waved for his slaves to follow at a pace further then they had, before perking an ear at her question, before groaning and shaking his head. Had she learned nothing?
"Kesi, belladona cures snake venom in a person's bloodstream. You'll just be giving him a very good nap." Kreios murmured, rolling his eyes. "The venom of an Egyptian snake causes elevated temperatures, rapid heart beats and characteristic hallucinations. The nightshade plant is merely a narcotic and an anti-spasmodic. That'll just end up slowing down the heart and bringing it back to neutral ground." he paused, and then raised a brow at the young woman. "What exactly are you planning to do?"
Well, at the very least he knew this girl knew what would interest Kreios. Although she had spent a couple of months under his tutelage, so he would have been surprised if she didn't pick up on a few things about him. Granted, the capacity in which he worked with her ebbed and flowed, depending on when he was in Egypt, and sometimes Kreios didn't return to the desert land in months - but it was still a good year spent, so he was unsurprised by her offer.
Interest immediately flared in his obsidian gaze, although that was the only outward inclination he showed regarding her offer. Kreios was otherwise someone who kept a very good pokerface. But venom from an Egyptian cobra was hard, if not impossible to come by. A combination of rarity of the creature, as well as the difficulty in which to get the reptile to bare it's fangs and milk it of it's venom meant Kreios had only ever had the chance to see it being used, and not to personally have it, so she had gotten his attention.
Rolling his eyes at her claim of him being a favorite student, the man wouldn't be one to tell her how little students in which he took in - in fact, Kreios was most likely one of the worst teachers there was. He didn't purposely go out of his way to ensure one learned something, and neither did he make the situation conducive for learning. No, the only 'thing' Kreios did as a teacher, was not chase Kesi away as he worked with her standing next to him. Whatever she had learned was entirely her own effort, because Kreios could care less.
So in a sense, she was right in that she worked hard - but he'll let her make her own conclusions.
Taking another bite of the peach and wiping the juice from his chin away with the back of his chiton on his shoulder, the man shrugged at her offer, but fell into step next to her, curiuos to hear her proposition. Following her until they got a place where the crowd of the market thinned out, Kreios waved for his slaves to follow at a pace further then they had, before perking an ear at her question, before groaning and shaking his head. Had she learned nothing?
"Kesi, belladona cures snake venom in a person's bloodstream. You'll just be giving him a very good nap." Kreios murmured, rolling his eyes. "The venom of an Egyptian snake causes elevated temperatures, rapid heart beats and characteristic hallucinations. The nightshade plant is merely a narcotic and an anti-spasmodic. That'll just end up slowing down the heart and bringing it back to neutral ground." he paused, and then raised a brow at the young woman. "What exactly are you planning to do?"
Right. Belladonna did do that. Kesi had learned cures as well as poisons, should she accidentally be exposed to a poison it would be best to have a cure, but she didn’t quite make the connection with Belladonna and the Egyptian snake venom. She supposed it would make sense, though. And as much as she would love to use snake to give her papa a poetic sendoff, she wouldn’t be opposed to using something else. Perhaps opium?
“Oh, yes, yes I forgot.” Kesi for once wasn’t bouncing around. She wasn’t her chipper, childish self. The matter at hand was completely serious, and her mind was trying to put together all the puzzle pieces. Her father needed to be dead during the show, and Kesi would need to slip away before everyone returned so he could be discovered. The show itself was 90 minutes, but with getting ready between acts and for after it was over Kesi would have about 2 hours. Snake venom alone couldn’t kill in two hours, and she did not want her father to have a quick and easy death. She needed something that would take that long, and something that would make sure he suffered along the way.
“What about hemlock and opium? Or hemlock and the venom? Or perhaps a cocktail of the three?” She asked her teacher after giving more thought. Hemlock would paralyze the man, shut down his lungs so he would suffocate. Opium and venom would cause hallucinations which was exactly what Kesi wanted. She wanted to make him crazy like he tried to do the same to her. She wanted his mind to break just as Kesi’s did every time he locked in tight spaces, beat her until she was purple, make her wish that she had never been born. Kesi lost her memory in the Nile, but she was certain that it was Somgi that kept the memories lost. The fear she had as a small child hiding behind her brother still shook her to this day. But now, finally, she was regaining power that Somgi stole.
Her head tilted when Kreios asked what she was planning. She hadn’t expected this. Did he ever ask his customers their plans? That seemed like bad business. She was certain most of the poisons he made would not go to killing common household pests. Kreios’s work certainly brought people to Anubis’s scales or… what did the Greeks call it? Were they closer to… Hades? That didn’t matter. Kesi had to think of a response. She would not tell her teacher that she was going to murder someone, even if she believed he wouldn’t care. She could not risk word spreading among the circus, and Amenemhat’s rise to power be foiled by rumors running rampant.
“I told you, mister.” Kesi said, widening her eyes giving her teacher an innocent stare. “I was merely curious. Can’t I be curious? Curiosity never hurt anyone.” But Kesi would, and it will taste so sweet. And her brother would be happy, and laughter would be had, and Somgi would rest in the bottom of the Nile unable to mourned and unable to be rebirthed.
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Right. Belladonna did do that. Kesi had learned cures as well as poisons, should she accidentally be exposed to a poison it would be best to have a cure, but she didn’t quite make the connection with Belladonna and the Egyptian snake venom. She supposed it would make sense, though. And as much as she would love to use snake to give her papa a poetic sendoff, she wouldn’t be opposed to using something else. Perhaps opium?
“Oh, yes, yes I forgot.” Kesi for once wasn’t bouncing around. She wasn’t her chipper, childish self. The matter at hand was completely serious, and her mind was trying to put together all the puzzle pieces. Her father needed to be dead during the show, and Kesi would need to slip away before everyone returned so he could be discovered. The show itself was 90 minutes, but with getting ready between acts and for after it was over Kesi would have about 2 hours. Snake venom alone couldn’t kill in two hours, and she did not want her father to have a quick and easy death. She needed something that would take that long, and something that would make sure he suffered along the way.
“What about hemlock and opium? Or hemlock and the venom? Or perhaps a cocktail of the three?” She asked her teacher after giving more thought. Hemlock would paralyze the man, shut down his lungs so he would suffocate. Opium and venom would cause hallucinations which was exactly what Kesi wanted. She wanted to make him crazy like he tried to do the same to her. She wanted his mind to break just as Kesi’s did every time he locked in tight spaces, beat her until she was purple, make her wish that she had never been born. Kesi lost her memory in the Nile, but she was certain that it was Somgi that kept the memories lost. The fear she had as a small child hiding behind her brother still shook her to this day. But now, finally, she was regaining power that Somgi stole.
Her head tilted when Kreios asked what she was planning. She hadn’t expected this. Did he ever ask his customers their plans? That seemed like bad business. She was certain most of the poisons he made would not go to killing common household pests. Kreios’s work certainly brought people to Anubis’s scales or… what did the Greeks call it? Were they closer to… Hades? That didn’t matter. Kesi had to think of a response. She would not tell her teacher that she was going to murder someone, even if she believed he wouldn’t care. She could not risk word spreading among the circus, and Amenemhat’s rise to power be foiled by rumors running rampant.
“I told you, mister.” Kesi said, widening her eyes giving her teacher an innocent stare. “I was merely curious. Can’t I be curious? Curiosity never hurt anyone.” But Kesi would, and it will taste so sweet. And her brother would be happy, and laughter would be had, and Somgi would rest in the bottom of the Nile unable to mourned and unable to be rebirthed.
Right. Belladonna did do that. Kesi had learned cures as well as poisons, should she accidentally be exposed to a poison it would be best to have a cure, but she didn’t quite make the connection with Belladonna and the Egyptian snake venom. She supposed it would make sense, though. And as much as she would love to use snake to give her papa a poetic sendoff, she wouldn’t be opposed to using something else. Perhaps opium?
“Oh, yes, yes I forgot.” Kesi for once wasn’t bouncing around. She wasn’t her chipper, childish self. The matter at hand was completely serious, and her mind was trying to put together all the puzzle pieces. Her father needed to be dead during the show, and Kesi would need to slip away before everyone returned so he could be discovered. The show itself was 90 minutes, but with getting ready between acts and for after it was over Kesi would have about 2 hours. Snake venom alone couldn’t kill in two hours, and she did not want her father to have a quick and easy death. She needed something that would take that long, and something that would make sure he suffered along the way.
“What about hemlock and opium? Or hemlock and the venom? Or perhaps a cocktail of the three?” She asked her teacher after giving more thought. Hemlock would paralyze the man, shut down his lungs so he would suffocate. Opium and venom would cause hallucinations which was exactly what Kesi wanted. She wanted to make him crazy like he tried to do the same to her. She wanted his mind to break just as Kesi’s did every time he locked in tight spaces, beat her until she was purple, make her wish that she had never been born. Kesi lost her memory in the Nile, but she was certain that it was Somgi that kept the memories lost. The fear she had as a small child hiding behind her brother still shook her to this day. But now, finally, she was regaining power that Somgi stole.
Her head tilted when Kreios asked what she was planning. She hadn’t expected this. Did he ever ask his customers their plans? That seemed like bad business. She was certain most of the poisons he made would not go to killing common household pests. Kreios’s work certainly brought people to Anubis’s scales or… what did the Greeks call it? Were they closer to… Hades? That didn’t matter. Kesi had to think of a response. She would not tell her teacher that she was going to murder someone, even if she believed he wouldn’t care. She could not risk word spreading among the circus, and Amenemhat’s rise to power be foiled by rumors running rampant.
“I told you, mister.” Kesi said, widening her eyes giving her teacher an innocent stare. “I was merely curious. Can’t I be curious? Curiosity never hurt anyone.” But Kesi would, and it will taste so sweet. And her brother would be happy, and laughter would be had, and Somgi would rest in the bottom of the Nile unable to mourned and unable to be rebirthed.
To be fair, she had been young when she had been absorbing as much information as she could based on Kreios's dealings, and on his end, he had not been the best tutor. So he merely raised a brow at her lacklustre response. Briefly, the merchant recalled his young student being far more chipper, and not as serious as the young lady who now stood in front of him. But Kreios being Kreios, did not pry. He never liked it when other's asked how he was, and in fact had chosen to step away from any concerned villager or neighbor when his parents had passed. And in return, Kreios did the same to other's of his acquaintence.
As such, he merely listened as she continued, cocking a head. Separately, all the poisons she had given would be to give someone a sure death, but it merely depended on the amount of time. Hemlock poisoning would occur after ingestion, producing nausea and vomiting within the hour, before seizures and muscle paralysis eventually cause respiratory death. Opium however, would require a high amount to be ingested before it became risky. Many people who died from opium were people who had been consuming the drug for long term. The suggestion of opium immediately had Kreios shaking his head, but when she tried hemlock and snake venom, the man paused, and then a thoughtful look crossed his face.
Observing the young girl as she smartly evaded the question, Kreios rolled his eyes. He wasn't so easily lied to, especially not when she tried her innocent look on him again. The quick change in character was easy enough for Kreios to tell that she definitely had an aim, but far be it for Kreios to be judging what the aim was.
What he did know, was her intended goal.
"I need to know what sort of death you want to cause, benet." he finally said with an irritated tone, levelling a wry look at her. "If you wish for the death to be prolonged and undetected, yes you may use opium and hemlock. The opium would damage the lungs enough that once you feed hemlock after a prolonged few months of excessive opium ingestion, the hemlock would kill within minutes. If you want it quick, hemlock and venom would work - the venom would make the muscle seizures caused by the hemlock far more intense." he paused, as if considering something for a moment, before shrugging to himself and offering.
"If you want something more intense, I have water hemlock on my ship." Unlike the regular hemlock they would see growing widespread in Egypt, the water hemlock was something Kreios had recently acquired from a merchant who had blonde hair and blue eyes, arriving on the shores of Taengea just a few months back. He had intrigued Kreios with the hemlock variation. Despite looking similar, a quick test had the merchant easily identifying the water hemlock which had far more deadlier properties then the regular hemlock he was used to, and with far more efficiency in causing pain and death.
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To be fair, she had been young when she had been absorbing as much information as she could based on Kreios's dealings, and on his end, he had not been the best tutor. So he merely raised a brow at her lacklustre response. Briefly, the merchant recalled his young student being far more chipper, and not as serious as the young lady who now stood in front of him. But Kreios being Kreios, did not pry. He never liked it when other's asked how he was, and in fact had chosen to step away from any concerned villager or neighbor when his parents had passed. And in return, Kreios did the same to other's of his acquaintence.
As such, he merely listened as she continued, cocking a head. Separately, all the poisons she had given would be to give someone a sure death, but it merely depended on the amount of time. Hemlock poisoning would occur after ingestion, producing nausea and vomiting within the hour, before seizures and muscle paralysis eventually cause respiratory death. Opium however, would require a high amount to be ingested before it became risky. Many people who died from opium were people who had been consuming the drug for long term. The suggestion of opium immediately had Kreios shaking his head, but when she tried hemlock and snake venom, the man paused, and then a thoughtful look crossed his face.
Observing the young girl as she smartly evaded the question, Kreios rolled his eyes. He wasn't so easily lied to, especially not when she tried her innocent look on him again. The quick change in character was easy enough for Kreios to tell that she definitely had an aim, but far be it for Kreios to be judging what the aim was.
What he did know, was her intended goal.
"I need to know what sort of death you want to cause, benet." he finally said with an irritated tone, levelling a wry look at her. "If you wish for the death to be prolonged and undetected, yes you may use opium and hemlock. The opium would damage the lungs enough that once you feed hemlock after a prolonged few months of excessive opium ingestion, the hemlock would kill within minutes. If you want it quick, hemlock and venom would work - the venom would make the muscle seizures caused by the hemlock far more intense." he paused, as if considering something for a moment, before shrugging to himself and offering.
"If you want something more intense, I have water hemlock on my ship." Unlike the regular hemlock they would see growing widespread in Egypt, the water hemlock was something Kreios had recently acquired from a merchant who had blonde hair and blue eyes, arriving on the shores of Taengea just a few months back. He had intrigued Kreios with the hemlock variation. Despite looking similar, a quick test had the merchant easily identifying the water hemlock which had far more deadlier properties then the regular hemlock he was used to, and with far more efficiency in causing pain and death.
To be fair, she had been young when she had been absorbing as much information as she could based on Kreios's dealings, and on his end, he had not been the best tutor. So he merely raised a brow at her lacklustre response. Briefly, the merchant recalled his young student being far more chipper, and not as serious as the young lady who now stood in front of him. But Kreios being Kreios, did not pry. He never liked it when other's asked how he was, and in fact had chosen to step away from any concerned villager or neighbor when his parents had passed. And in return, Kreios did the same to other's of his acquaintence.
As such, he merely listened as she continued, cocking a head. Separately, all the poisons she had given would be to give someone a sure death, but it merely depended on the amount of time. Hemlock poisoning would occur after ingestion, producing nausea and vomiting within the hour, before seizures and muscle paralysis eventually cause respiratory death. Opium however, would require a high amount to be ingested before it became risky. Many people who died from opium were people who had been consuming the drug for long term. The suggestion of opium immediately had Kreios shaking his head, but when she tried hemlock and snake venom, the man paused, and then a thoughtful look crossed his face.
Observing the young girl as she smartly evaded the question, Kreios rolled his eyes. He wasn't so easily lied to, especially not when she tried her innocent look on him again. The quick change in character was easy enough for Kreios to tell that she definitely had an aim, but far be it for Kreios to be judging what the aim was.
What he did know, was her intended goal.
"I need to know what sort of death you want to cause, benet." he finally said with an irritated tone, levelling a wry look at her. "If you wish for the death to be prolonged and undetected, yes you may use opium and hemlock. The opium would damage the lungs enough that once you feed hemlock after a prolonged few months of excessive opium ingestion, the hemlock would kill within minutes. If you want it quick, hemlock and venom would work - the venom would make the muscle seizures caused by the hemlock far more intense." he paused, as if considering something for a moment, before shrugging to himself and offering.
"If you want something more intense, I have water hemlock on my ship." Unlike the regular hemlock they would see growing widespread in Egypt, the water hemlock was something Kreios had recently acquired from a merchant who had blonde hair and blue eyes, arriving on the shores of Taengea just a few months back. He had intrigued Kreios with the hemlock variation. Despite looking similar, a quick test had the merchant easily identifying the water hemlock which had far more deadlier properties then the regular hemlock he was used to, and with far more efficiency in causing pain and death.
Water hemlock? Oh, that would fun. For a moment the serious look on Kesi’s face faded, and instead it was replaced with the genuine, childlike excitement she had when she was young, watching Kreios as he worked. She didn’t know much about water hemlock, so the chance to learn a new variation of the plant was something that very much intrigued Kesi. More so, she would truly be able to test the poison in action, witnessing the effects on her father as he gave his final breath. The smile grew wider and wider at the thought of acquiring this plant. She needed it, it would fit her needs perfectly. This was why Krieos was so smart.
“I’m sorry I called you grumpy in the past, Mister. You’re really fun. ” Kesi gave a small giggle. But just as quick as her excitement came, it faded back to seriousness. The smile gone, the sparkle in her eye disappeared. This was no time for games. “I don’t think I ever saw Water Hemlock before, mister. It’s more intense than the hemlock we worked with? How long does it take for a person… or animal… to pass on? Also what… mess would be involved with it? Any blood?” Somgi was an animal, the most pitiful kind.
Kesi twirled a strand of her hair in thought. If it were not for Krieos and his teachings (well, more Kesi observing him over his shoulder, but she did learn well enough.) she would not trust him with offering a different plant. If this were any old merchant, Kesi would have gone with her original plan, and suffer the consequences of those actions when her father remained alive. But the gods led Krieos back to port, and in doing so made it clear to Kesi that Somgi was to be dead, by Amenemhat’s desires and Kesi’s hand. And Kreios, whether he cared or not, would facilitate the means to which brings their father to his deserved end. Pain, misery, and eternal loneliness where not one person sheds a tear.
“How much do you want for it, mister?” Kesi asked him, dropping her hand to her side. She handed him the venom that was in his hand. “I have more of this back at the circus. As well as venom from the horned desert viper.” The snake was captured while it was old, so Kesi had it for quite a short amount of time. It at least produced some venom for the girl, so it was not an entirely useless creature. “If either of that is of interest. Or…”
Amenemhat made it clear that she could use whatever means she wished, so long as his blood did not stain his carpets. Money would be no problem for the girl, or a favor should Kreios so desire. Kesi just knew two things. The first is that she really wanted this plant if it indeed caused her father to suffer a terrible fate. The second, and perhaps maybe the most important, was that through doing this she owed Kreios some sort of debt… and she wasn’t about to go back on that.
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Water hemlock? Oh, that would fun. For a moment the serious look on Kesi’s face faded, and instead it was replaced with the genuine, childlike excitement she had when she was young, watching Kreios as he worked. She didn’t know much about water hemlock, so the chance to learn a new variation of the plant was something that very much intrigued Kesi. More so, she would truly be able to test the poison in action, witnessing the effects on her father as he gave his final breath. The smile grew wider and wider at the thought of acquiring this plant. She needed it, it would fit her needs perfectly. This was why Krieos was so smart.
“I’m sorry I called you grumpy in the past, Mister. You’re really fun. ” Kesi gave a small giggle. But just as quick as her excitement came, it faded back to seriousness. The smile gone, the sparkle in her eye disappeared. This was no time for games. “I don’t think I ever saw Water Hemlock before, mister. It’s more intense than the hemlock we worked with? How long does it take for a person… or animal… to pass on? Also what… mess would be involved with it? Any blood?” Somgi was an animal, the most pitiful kind.
Kesi twirled a strand of her hair in thought. If it were not for Krieos and his teachings (well, more Kesi observing him over his shoulder, but she did learn well enough.) she would not trust him with offering a different plant. If this were any old merchant, Kesi would have gone with her original plan, and suffer the consequences of those actions when her father remained alive. But the gods led Krieos back to port, and in doing so made it clear to Kesi that Somgi was to be dead, by Amenemhat’s desires and Kesi’s hand. And Kreios, whether he cared or not, would facilitate the means to which brings their father to his deserved end. Pain, misery, and eternal loneliness where not one person sheds a tear.
“How much do you want for it, mister?” Kesi asked him, dropping her hand to her side. She handed him the venom that was in his hand. “I have more of this back at the circus. As well as venom from the horned desert viper.” The snake was captured while it was old, so Kesi had it for quite a short amount of time. It at least produced some venom for the girl, so it was not an entirely useless creature. “If either of that is of interest. Or…”
Amenemhat made it clear that she could use whatever means she wished, so long as his blood did not stain his carpets. Money would be no problem for the girl, or a favor should Kreios so desire. Kesi just knew two things. The first is that she really wanted this plant if it indeed caused her father to suffer a terrible fate. The second, and perhaps maybe the most important, was that through doing this she owed Kreios some sort of debt… and she wasn’t about to go back on that.
Water hemlock? Oh, that would fun. For a moment the serious look on Kesi’s face faded, and instead it was replaced with the genuine, childlike excitement she had when she was young, watching Kreios as he worked. She didn’t know much about water hemlock, so the chance to learn a new variation of the plant was something that very much intrigued Kesi. More so, she would truly be able to test the poison in action, witnessing the effects on her father as he gave his final breath. The smile grew wider and wider at the thought of acquiring this plant. She needed it, it would fit her needs perfectly. This was why Krieos was so smart.
“I’m sorry I called you grumpy in the past, Mister. You’re really fun. ” Kesi gave a small giggle. But just as quick as her excitement came, it faded back to seriousness. The smile gone, the sparkle in her eye disappeared. This was no time for games. “I don’t think I ever saw Water Hemlock before, mister. It’s more intense than the hemlock we worked with? How long does it take for a person… or animal… to pass on? Also what… mess would be involved with it? Any blood?” Somgi was an animal, the most pitiful kind.
Kesi twirled a strand of her hair in thought. If it were not for Krieos and his teachings (well, more Kesi observing him over his shoulder, but she did learn well enough.) she would not trust him with offering a different plant. If this were any old merchant, Kesi would have gone with her original plan, and suffer the consequences of those actions when her father remained alive. But the gods led Krieos back to port, and in doing so made it clear to Kesi that Somgi was to be dead, by Amenemhat’s desires and Kesi’s hand. And Kreios, whether he cared or not, would facilitate the means to which brings their father to his deserved end. Pain, misery, and eternal loneliness where not one person sheds a tear.
“How much do you want for it, mister?” Kesi asked him, dropping her hand to her side. She handed him the venom that was in his hand. “I have more of this back at the circus. As well as venom from the horned desert viper.” The snake was captured while it was old, so Kesi had it for quite a short amount of time. It at least produced some venom for the girl, so it was not an entirely useless creature. “If either of that is of interest. Or…”
Amenemhat made it clear that she could use whatever means she wished, so long as his blood did not stain his carpets. Money would be no problem for the girl, or a favor should Kreios so desire. Kesi just knew two things. The first is that she really wanted this plant if it indeed caused her father to suffer a terrible fate. The second, and perhaps maybe the most important, was that through doing this she owed Kreios some sort of debt… and she wasn’t about to go back on that.
The man raised a brow at the sudden apology from the young woman, although he showed no outward sign other then a wry and skeptical half-smile. "The water hemlock grows in a land far away, not normally seen in our lands, even if they sound similar. They grow in wetlands, usually midyear. I got my stock dried from a merchant who came from there." he explained, leaning against the wall as she continued spouting her questions. Momentarily, Kreios pondered on how exact or oddly specific her questions were, but the moment passed quickly. Uninterested even if Kesi was intending to poison someone, the man merely saw this as a chance to gain far more cash then he could usually.
"15 minutes... 2 hours, tops." he smirked, liking the efficiency of the new poison source he had. He would save it for special requests of course, for many of his poisons required far more then just fifteen minutes to work, but this seemed a special enough occasion. "Convulsions, asphyxia due to a tightening of the air passage, and then cardiovuscular collapse as most muscles - including the heart and the lungs - stop working. People confuse them for seizures sometimes." Anyone who saw them wouldn't have guessed they were talking about deadly poisons, for Kreios sounded as nonchalant as someone who merely was asking for the latest fruit of the day.
When the young woman started talking price, that was when a flicker of interest grew in the merchant's dark irises, and he smirked, raising a brow when he saw the raised venom in her hand.
Taking the glass vial, the man held it up to the dim sunlight, observing the pale but toxic liquid within it's confines for a moment, before handing it back to her. "I want the viper." Why take a small portion of the poison, when he could have the source of his poison himself, wouldn't he? It wasn't as if he couldn't figure a way to care for the serpent. Kreios was inventive, he'll figure out how. And he's got a space at the back of his house he was making for the exact storage for such creatures - serpents, spiders, bugs and the like he would be finding in Greece. Why not start his collection with a serpent from Egypt?
"I want the snake who gave you this venom, and this horned desert viper you speak of." He has yet to learn of all the animals with the proper poisons in Egypt, having concerned himself largely with plants and their usage first, but he was slowly branching into that area. "In return, I can offer you enough water hemlock that would kill someone in...... say, thirty minutes? Fast enough for you?"
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The man raised a brow at the sudden apology from the young woman, although he showed no outward sign other then a wry and skeptical half-smile. "The water hemlock grows in a land far away, not normally seen in our lands, even if they sound similar. They grow in wetlands, usually midyear. I got my stock dried from a merchant who came from there." he explained, leaning against the wall as she continued spouting her questions. Momentarily, Kreios pondered on how exact or oddly specific her questions were, but the moment passed quickly. Uninterested even if Kesi was intending to poison someone, the man merely saw this as a chance to gain far more cash then he could usually.
"15 minutes... 2 hours, tops." he smirked, liking the efficiency of the new poison source he had. He would save it for special requests of course, for many of his poisons required far more then just fifteen minutes to work, but this seemed a special enough occasion. "Convulsions, asphyxia due to a tightening of the air passage, and then cardiovuscular collapse as most muscles - including the heart and the lungs - stop working. People confuse them for seizures sometimes." Anyone who saw them wouldn't have guessed they were talking about deadly poisons, for Kreios sounded as nonchalant as someone who merely was asking for the latest fruit of the day.
When the young woman started talking price, that was when a flicker of interest grew in the merchant's dark irises, and he smirked, raising a brow when he saw the raised venom in her hand.
Taking the glass vial, the man held it up to the dim sunlight, observing the pale but toxic liquid within it's confines for a moment, before handing it back to her. "I want the viper." Why take a small portion of the poison, when he could have the source of his poison himself, wouldn't he? It wasn't as if he couldn't figure a way to care for the serpent. Kreios was inventive, he'll figure out how. And he's got a space at the back of his house he was making for the exact storage for such creatures - serpents, spiders, bugs and the like he would be finding in Greece. Why not start his collection with a serpent from Egypt?
"I want the snake who gave you this venom, and this horned desert viper you speak of." He has yet to learn of all the animals with the proper poisons in Egypt, having concerned himself largely with plants and their usage first, but he was slowly branching into that area. "In return, I can offer you enough water hemlock that would kill someone in...... say, thirty minutes? Fast enough for you?"
The man raised a brow at the sudden apology from the young woman, although he showed no outward sign other then a wry and skeptical half-smile. "The water hemlock grows in a land far away, not normally seen in our lands, even if they sound similar. They grow in wetlands, usually midyear. I got my stock dried from a merchant who came from there." he explained, leaning against the wall as she continued spouting her questions. Momentarily, Kreios pondered on how exact or oddly specific her questions were, but the moment passed quickly. Uninterested even if Kesi was intending to poison someone, the man merely saw this as a chance to gain far more cash then he could usually.
"15 minutes... 2 hours, tops." he smirked, liking the efficiency of the new poison source he had. He would save it for special requests of course, for many of his poisons required far more then just fifteen minutes to work, but this seemed a special enough occasion. "Convulsions, asphyxia due to a tightening of the air passage, and then cardiovuscular collapse as most muscles - including the heart and the lungs - stop working. People confuse them for seizures sometimes." Anyone who saw them wouldn't have guessed they were talking about deadly poisons, for Kreios sounded as nonchalant as someone who merely was asking for the latest fruit of the day.
When the young woman started talking price, that was when a flicker of interest grew in the merchant's dark irises, and he smirked, raising a brow when he saw the raised venom in her hand.
Taking the glass vial, the man held it up to the dim sunlight, observing the pale but toxic liquid within it's confines for a moment, before handing it back to her. "I want the viper." Why take a small portion of the poison, when he could have the source of his poison himself, wouldn't he? It wasn't as if he couldn't figure a way to care for the serpent. Kreios was inventive, he'll figure out how. And he's got a space at the back of his house he was making for the exact storage for such creatures - serpents, spiders, bugs and the like he would be finding in Greece. Why not start his collection with a serpent from Egypt?
"I want the snake who gave you this venom, and this horned desert viper you speak of." He has yet to learn of all the animals with the proper poisons in Egypt, having concerned himself largely with plants and their usage first, but he was slowly branching into that area. "In return, I can offer you enough water hemlock that would kill someone in...... say, thirty minutes? Fast enough for you?"
It was fast enough. It was excellent, even. She would have plenty of time to relish her papa dying and to get back to the show to boot. People would find him alone, in the tent, and no one would care to investigate. Somgi was not a popular man within the circus. Kesi could count on one hand those that liked him, none of which were his family. This plan truly was coming together.
But then Kreios had to break her heart.
She was supposed to be his favorite student. How could he do that to her? He wanted her to give up one of her snakes? Especially one that took her well over a month to truly tame, and still needed to be handled with care? Kesi had faith in Kreios when it came to poisons, to plants, but snakes? That was her domain. This was where she was the master and he was just the pitiful child begging for a chance. And Kesi, much like Krieos did when she first came to him six years prior, did not want to give him the chance. She had no idea how he would handle it.
“The Horned Desert Viper already passed on,” Kesi said with a very unamused look on her face. “It was old when it was captured, and only served to provide me venom. It wasn’t even tamed for any of our shows.”
The Egyptian Cobra was a different story. And one creature she really didn’t want to get rid of if she could. But… the desire to keep her cobra was great, and she really didn’t trust such a creature with untrained hands. Should he have handled snakes before, Kesi doubted he handled a snake such as this. She had no way of knowing for sure, but if he was the expert in poisons that caused her to seek him out, she was the expert in snakes. “The Egyptian Cobra grows to be 8ft long, nearly double my height. This one, in particular, has a nasty temper and only after a month had I managed to soothe the beast enough to extract its venom. I don’t know the weather in Greece, but I’m willing to bet it’s not as warm as Egypt. Which that snakes needs in order to be happy. You don’t want an unhappy snake, mister.”
Kesi ran a hand through her hair. She wished her big brother was here in these moments. He was a much better negotiator than she was. And Krieos knew that she wanted that poison. She needed it, and he could twist her easily into getting it. She was at a disadvantage that Kesi hated with all her heart. She just didn’t want to see her friends go, especially when she worked so hard. She would… if she had to.
But she really didn’t want to.
“I have other venoms, mister. Stuff I don’t just openly sell.” Kesi was selfish and she would just tell her papa that the venoms weren’t all that rare and keep them, hoard them for when she needed it. “I could let you buy from that stock when you come around. Or if there are specific Egyptian venoms you need I could get it for you, easy.” This is what her brother would try to do, right? A business relationship. “One snake will last you as long as you can take care of it, a partnership will last you so much more.”
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It was fast enough. It was excellent, even. She would have plenty of time to relish her papa dying and to get back to the show to boot. People would find him alone, in the tent, and no one would care to investigate. Somgi was not a popular man within the circus. Kesi could count on one hand those that liked him, none of which were his family. This plan truly was coming together.
But then Kreios had to break her heart.
She was supposed to be his favorite student. How could he do that to her? He wanted her to give up one of her snakes? Especially one that took her well over a month to truly tame, and still needed to be handled with care? Kesi had faith in Kreios when it came to poisons, to plants, but snakes? That was her domain. This was where she was the master and he was just the pitiful child begging for a chance. And Kesi, much like Krieos did when she first came to him six years prior, did not want to give him the chance. She had no idea how he would handle it.
“The Horned Desert Viper already passed on,” Kesi said with a very unamused look on her face. “It was old when it was captured, and only served to provide me venom. It wasn’t even tamed for any of our shows.”
The Egyptian Cobra was a different story. And one creature she really didn’t want to get rid of if she could. But… the desire to keep her cobra was great, and she really didn’t trust such a creature with untrained hands. Should he have handled snakes before, Kesi doubted he handled a snake such as this. She had no way of knowing for sure, but if he was the expert in poisons that caused her to seek him out, she was the expert in snakes. “The Egyptian Cobra grows to be 8ft long, nearly double my height. This one, in particular, has a nasty temper and only after a month had I managed to soothe the beast enough to extract its venom. I don’t know the weather in Greece, but I’m willing to bet it’s not as warm as Egypt. Which that snakes needs in order to be happy. You don’t want an unhappy snake, mister.”
Kesi ran a hand through her hair. She wished her big brother was here in these moments. He was a much better negotiator than she was. And Krieos knew that she wanted that poison. She needed it, and he could twist her easily into getting it. She was at a disadvantage that Kesi hated with all her heart. She just didn’t want to see her friends go, especially when she worked so hard. She would… if she had to.
But she really didn’t want to.
“I have other venoms, mister. Stuff I don’t just openly sell.” Kesi was selfish and she would just tell her papa that the venoms weren’t all that rare and keep them, hoard them for when she needed it. “I could let you buy from that stock when you come around. Or if there are specific Egyptian venoms you need I could get it for you, easy.” This is what her brother would try to do, right? A business relationship. “One snake will last you as long as you can take care of it, a partnership will last you so much more.”
It was fast enough. It was excellent, even. She would have plenty of time to relish her papa dying and to get back to the show to boot. People would find him alone, in the tent, and no one would care to investigate. Somgi was not a popular man within the circus. Kesi could count on one hand those that liked him, none of which were his family. This plan truly was coming together.
But then Kreios had to break her heart.
She was supposed to be his favorite student. How could he do that to her? He wanted her to give up one of her snakes? Especially one that took her well over a month to truly tame, and still needed to be handled with care? Kesi had faith in Kreios when it came to poisons, to plants, but snakes? That was her domain. This was where she was the master and he was just the pitiful child begging for a chance. And Kesi, much like Krieos did when she first came to him six years prior, did not want to give him the chance. She had no idea how he would handle it.
“The Horned Desert Viper already passed on,” Kesi said with a very unamused look on her face. “It was old when it was captured, and only served to provide me venom. It wasn’t even tamed for any of our shows.”
The Egyptian Cobra was a different story. And one creature she really didn’t want to get rid of if she could. But… the desire to keep her cobra was great, and she really didn’t trust such a creature with untrained hands. Should he have handled snakes before, Kesi doubted he handled a snake such as this. She had no way of knowing for sure, but if he was the expert in poisons that caused her to seek him out, she was the expert in snakes. “The Egyptian Cobra grows to be 8ft long, nearly double my height. This one, in particular, has a nasty temper and only after a month had I managed to soothe the beast enough to extract its venom. I don’t know the weather in Greece, but I’m willing to bet it’s not as warm as Egypt. Which that snakes needs in order to be happy. You don’t want an unhappy snake, mister.”
Kesi ran a hand through her hair. She wished her big brother was here in these moments. He was a much better negotiator than she was. And Krieos knew that she wanted that poison. She needed it, and he could twist her easily into getting it. She was at a disadvantage that Kesi hated with all her heart. She just didn’t want to see her friends go, especially when she worked so hard. She would… if she had to.
But she really didn’t want to.
“I have other venoms, mister. Stuff I don’t just openly sell.” Kesi was selfish and she would just tell her papa that the venoms weren’t all that rare and keep them, hoard them for when she needed it. “I could let you buy from that stock when you come around. Or if there are specific Egyptian venoms you need I could get it for you, easy.” This is what her brother would try to do, right? A business relationship. “One snake will last you as long as you can take care of it, a partnership will last you so much more.”
The man raised a brow, but he really shouldn't be surprised to hear Kesi say the snake had already died. He could recognize the change in the young maiden's face, that she hadn't liked his proposition at all, and that merely amused Kreios. The man had never been a people pleaser - in fact, the more he irritated someone, the more he sometimes gained joy out of it. He liked to push buttons, see what made someone tick, see if he could make them completely lose control of their emotions and do something drastic that they would regret later. The feeling of shock when they finally came to terms with what they've done, it made Kreios far more amused then someone entirely in control with their emotions.
Listening quietly as Kesi no doubt tried to sway his decision, the man was firm in his own thoughts however. Of course, it wasn't that what she proposed wasn't good. In fact, Kreios knew it was a far better suggestion - he could have infinite access to snake venom, enough supply to trial and error any new concoction he wanted to make. Yet a free access still came with the need to travel across the seas to make it work.
"Some parts of Greece can get quite warm. I'll get a place suitable for it there." he replied smoothly, without missing a beat. His obsidian gaze flickered briefly to the way she ran her hands through her hair, the uneasy look she wore - she really didn't want to give the snake up.
But all the more why Kreios wanted it.
A brief moment of interest had passed his dark irises at her offer, but Kreios only contemplated for a moment, before settling back on his haunches against the wall. "True. But it is a month long voyage here, Kesi. I do not plan on making a trip every month." On average, he only returned to Egypt about three times a year, and he had far more things to do in Greece, not to mention much of his stock and supply was there. He didn't dare say how the weather would treat him on his voyage back. What if some of the stock he bought from Kesi would get damaged along the way? Or if their properties were easily changed by weather or the salty-slicked air of the sea? He would far rather have the source of the venom with him, at least.
"I am a quick learner. We've got vipers in Greece, it isn't as if I have not handled them before." Kreios finally murmured in amusement, wondering if Kesi really though Greece to be so lacking in such animals. "Ever heard of the ammodyte? 2 feet long, so nowhere near as large as your cobra's, but still pretty toxic. Coagulates blood, so you basically die being suffocated by your own body." The merchant gave a light shrug, as if talking about death everyday is no big deal to him. "But if you don't want the water hemlock enough, that's fine by me too."
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The man raised a brow, but he really shouldn't be surprised to hear Kesi say the snake had already died. He could recognize the change in the young maiden's face, that she hadn't liked his proposition at all, and that merely amused Kreios. The man had never been a people pleaser - in fact, the more he irritated someone, the more he sometimes gained joy out of it. He liked to push buttons, see what made someone tick, see if he could make them completely lose control of their emotions and do something drastic that they would regret later. The feeling of shock when they finally came to terms with what they've done, it made Kreios far more amused then someone entirely in control with their emotions.
Listening quietly as Kesi no doubt tried to sway his decision, the man was firm in his own thoughts however. Of course, it wasn't that what she proposed wasn't good. In fact, Kreios knew it was a far better suggestion - he could have infinite access to snake venom, enough supply to trial and error any new concoction he wanted to make. Yet a free access still came with the need to travel across the seas to make it work.
"Some parts of Greece can get quite warm. I'll get a place suitable for it there." he replied smoothly, without missing a beat. His obsidian gaze flickered briefly to the way she ran her hands through her hair, the uneasy look she wore - she really didn't want to give the snake up.
But all the more why Kreios wanted it.
A brief moment of interest had passed his dark irises at her offer, but Kreios only contemplated for a moment, before settling back on his haunches against the wall. "True. But it is a month long voyage here, Kesi. I do not plan on making a trip every month." On average, he only returned to Egypt about three times a year, and he had far more things to do in Greece, not to mention much of his stock and supply was there. He didn't dare say how the weather would treat him on his voyage back. What if some of the stock he bought from Kesi would get damaged along the way? Or if their properties were easily changed by weather or the salty-slicked air of the sea? He would far rather have the source of the venom with him, at least.
"I am a quick learner. We've got vipers in Greece, it isn't as if I have not handled them before." Kreios finally murmured in amusement, wondering if Kesi really though Greece to be so lacking in such animals. "Ever heard of the ammodyte? 2 feet long, so nowhere near as large as your cobra's, but still pretty toxic. Coagulates blood, so you basically die being suffocated by your own body." The merchant gave a light shrug, as if talking about death everyday is no big deal to him. "But if you don't want the water hemlock enough, that's fine by me too."
The man raised a brow, but he really shouldn't be surprised to hear Kesi say the snake had already died. He could recognize the change in the young maiden's face, that she hadn't liked his proposition at all, and that merely amused Kreios. The man had never been a people pleaser - in fact, the more he irritated someone, the more he sometimes gained joy out of it. He liked to push buttons, see what made someone tick, see if he could make them completely lose control of their emotions and do something drastic that they would regret later. The feeling of shock when they finally came to terms with what they've done, it made Kreios far more amused then someone entirely in control with their emotions.
Listening quietly as Kesi no doubt tried to sway his decision, the man was firm in his own thoughts however. Of course, it wasn't that what she proposed wasn't good. In fact, Kreios knew it was a far better suggestion - he could have infinite access to snake venom, enough supply to trial and error any new concoction he wanted to make. Yet a free access still came with the need to travel across the seas to make it work.
"Some parts of Greece can get quite warm. I'll get a place suitable for it there." he replied smoothly, without missing a beat. His obsidian gaze flickered briefly to the way she ran her hands through her hair, the uneasy look she wore - she really didn't want to give the snake up.
But all the more why Kreios wanted it.
A brief moment of interest had passed his dark irises at her offer, but Kreios only contemplated for a moment, before settling back on his haunches against the wall. "True. But it is a month long voyage here, Kesi. I do not plan on making a trip every month." On average, he only returned to Egypt about three times a year, and he had far more things to do in Greece, not to mention much of his stock and supply was there. He didn't dare say how the weather would treat him on his voyage back. What if some of the stock he bought from Kesi would get damaged along the way? Or if their properties were easily changed by weather or the salty-slicked air of the sea? He would far rather have the source of the venom with him, at least.
"I am a quick learner. We've got vipers in Greece, it isn't as if I have not handled them before." Kreios finally murmured in amusement, wondering if Kesi really though Greece to be so lacking in such animals. "Ever heard of the ammodyte? 2 feet long, so nowhere near as large as your cobra's, but still pretty toxic. Coagulates blood, so you basically die being suffocated by your own body." The merchant gave a light shrug, as if talking about death everyday is no big deal to him. "But if you don't want the water hemlock enough, that's fine by me too."
Kesi didn’t really like this answer. Being a quick learner did little to appease her anxieties. You don’t simply learn with this snake. And the traveling from Egypt to Greece would do little to soothe the creature. But, at the end of the day, it wasn’t necessarily Kesi’s problem. She could capture another cobra, and if Krieos got bit it was his own stupidity for not heeding her advice.
A pout set on the girl’s lips. He was being far too harsh to his favorite student. But she did really want the Water Hemlock, a fact he knew. Kesi felt as if she was stabbed and he was twisting the knife. He was really not fun right now.
“You’re not allowed to name the snake Apep.” Kesi said after a bit. “If you name the snake Apep then I’ll use the water hemlock on you, mister.” Which would actually be quite the irony for the poison master to die by poison. She hoped that was in his future, she’d get a good giggle out of that. “Also if it dies, or bites you, or anything you’re not allowed to get mad at me. I’m still your favorite student forever and always. Besides at that point, it’s your fault, so really I have every right to get mad at you.”
She sighed as her hand returned to her side. This really sucked, and Krieos was being dumb not accepting her counter offer. That wasn’t good business what so ever. If he wasn’t such a damn good poison master Kesi would take her business elsewhere. But he was typically her friend because he was so fun. (Not that, of course, he thought the same though he should because Kesi was great). Still, this was going to be one big bruise in what was previously a beautiful friendship, a bruise that will never fully heal. And that was all his fault.
“Okay, mister.” She grumbled. “But on one condition. I want to see how you’ll store the snake on your ship first. And I want to see how you’ll handle him. Because I’m not about to send one of my snakes to die, nu-uh. I need to know you’ll be good to him.” And for her to teach him if there was anything that he did lack.
Kesi looked at Kreios. This was for the death of her father. This was the man who could facilitate it. This was the man who made this dream a reality. So if he wanted to take her snake, as much as it tore her to pieces, Kesi would part with it. A snake at the end of the day was also just a tool, just like the hemlock the man would provide. The snake was a necessary sacrifice for a greater purpose. “Alright. I’ll bring you him tomorrow so long as you have the hemlock prepared and the enclosure set up. You got yourself a deal.”
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Kesi didn’t really like this answer. Being a quick learner did little to appease her anxieties. You don’t simply learn with this snake. And the traveling from Egypt to Greece would do little to soothe the creature. But, at the end of the day, it wasn’t necessarily Kesi’s problem. She could capture another cobra, and if Krieos got bit it was his own stupidity for not heeding her advice.
A pout set on the girl’s lips. He was being far too harsh to his favorite student. But she did really want the Water Hemlock, a fact he knew. Kesi felt as if she was stabbed and he was twisting the knife. He was really not fun right now.
“You’re not allowed to name the snake Apep.” Kesi said after a bit. “If you name the snake Apep then I’ll use the water hemlock on you, mister.” Which would actually be quite the irony for the poison master to die by poison. She hoped that was in his future, she’d get a good giggle out of that. “Also if it dies, or bites you, or anything you’re not allowed to get mad at me. I’m still your favorite student forever and always. Besides at that point, it’s your fault, so really I have every right to get mad at you.”
She sighed as her hand returned to her side. This really sucked, and Krieos was being dumb not accepting her counter offer. That wasn’t good business what so ever. If he wasn’t such a damn good poison master Kesi would take her business elsewhere. But he was typically her friend because he was so fun. (Not that, of course, he thought the same though he should because Kesi was great). Still, this was going to be one big bruise in what was previously a beautiful friendship, a bruise that will never fully heal. And that was all his fault.
“Okay, mister.” She grumbled. “But on one condition. I want to see how you’ll store the snake on your ship first. And I want to see how you’ll handle him. Because I’m not about to send one of my snakes to die, nu-uh. I need to know you’ll be good to him.” And for her to teach him if there was anything that he did lack.
Kesi looked at Kreios. This was for the death of her father. This was the man who could facilitate it. This was the man who made this dream a reality. So if he wanted to take her snake, as much as it tore her to pieces, Kesi would part with it. A snake at the end of the day was also just a tool, just like the hemlock the man would provide. The snake was a necessary sacrifice for a greater purpose. “Alright. I’ll bring you him tomorrow so long as you have the hemlock prepared and the enclosure set up. You got yourself a deal.”
Kesi didn’t really like this answer. Being a quick learner did little to appease her anxieties. You don’t simply learn with this snake. And the traveling from Egypt to Greece would do little to soothe the creature. But, at the end of the day, it wasn’t necessarily Kesi’s problem. She could capture another cobra, and if Krieos got bit it was his own stupidity for not heeding her advice.
A pout set on the girl’s lips. He was being far too harsh to his favorite student. But she did really want the Water Hemlock, a fact he knew. Kesi felt as if she was stabbed and he was twisting the knife. He was really not fun right now.
“You’re not allowed to name the snake Apep.” Kesi said after a bit. “If you name the snake Apep then I’ll use the water hemlock on you, mister.” Which would actually be quite the irony for the poison master to die by poison. She hoped that was in his future, she’d get a good giggle out of that. “Also if it dies, or bites you, or anything you’re not allowed to get mad at me. I’m still your favorite student forever and always. Besides at that point, it’s your fault, so really I have every right to get mad at you.”
She sighed as her hand returned to her side. This really sucked, and Krieos was being dumb not accepting her counter offer. That wasn’t good business what so ever. If he wasn’t such a damn good poison master Kesi would take her business elsewhere. But he was typically her friend because he was so fun. (Not that, of course, he thought the same though he should because Kesi was great). Still, this was going to be one big bruise in what was previously a beautiful friendship, a bruise that will never fully heal. And that was all his fault.
“Okay, mister.” She grumbled. “But on one condition. I want to see how you’ll store the snake on your ship first. And I want to see how you’ll handle him. Because I’m not about to send one of my snakes to die, nu-uh. I need to know you’ll be good to him.” And for her to teach him if there was anything that he did lack.
Kesi looked at Kreios. This was for the death of her father. This was the man who could facilitate it. This was the man who made this dream a reality. So if he wanted to take her snake, as much as it tore her to pieces, Kesi would part with it. A snake at the end of the day was also just a tool, just like the hemlock the man would provide. The snake was a necessary sacrifice for a greater purpose. “Alright. I’ll bring you him tomorrow so long as you have the hemlock prepared and the enclosure set up. You got yourself a deal.”