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The last think Jackdawn knew, he was blinded by some she-cat tying a leaf covered vine around his eyes, and then he was being dragged somewhere, by a cat who really should not have been as strong as we was, but we didn't want walking scenes. And then he had the blindfold removed to see a small little bengal... kit? Not a kit. Emiko danced around him. "SECRETS TIME!"
"I should be more afraid, but instead I just really want to know some secrets, but what kind of secrets? Like... Trading medical school secrets? Although... Are you a... Apprentice?" He asked, almost saying a kit, but deciding to just go a bit higher in order to maybe better appeal to her.
"No I'm a serial killer!" Emiko purred. "But one with medical knowledge." She gestured her paws as if this was a fascinating revelation. "So yes, trade... or be tortured, your choice."
Jackdawpaw gasped with a paw over his heart in shock and utter disbelief.
"But one with medical knowledge."
Jackdawpaw slid his paw down from over his chest with relief, "Phew! You had me going there for a moment," He said with with relieved grin before leaning forward to her, "Yeah, we can trade knowledge, you want to go first?"
Emiko leaned forward conspiratorially with a not exactly comforting grin. "The Regime doesn't use most standard herbs. Half the stuff we have is special to our group, and hard to grow elsewhere." Was this valuable knowledge? Debatable, but pretty unlikely.
"Wow," Jackdawpaw said with a delighted grin, "I have no idea how that contributes to anything I find useful, but thank-you strange lady. Okay, so yarrow is actually the best herb to balance, I once balanced like eighty pieces of yarrow in the medicine cat den, friggin' amazing stuff," He enthused, except probably the weirdest part was how he found all that yarrow, but it was Emiko's turn now.
"I'd counter poppy seeds are better. They're sooooo small, you can balance like a hundred or two just by balancing a single poppy head. Cheating? Maybe, but who cares." The bengal bounced around him, and if not for the fact she seemed probably knowledgeable, it would be only too easy to just assume she was a kit after all thanks to her attitude.
"WHAT!? NO, no one can stack poppyseeds, they're too tiny. Maybe with your baby paws, but no one else could. Plus that's not even real knowledge, you were just mimicking mine. Give me some original advice," Jackdawpaw said stubbornly.
"If you're not that good, you can just admit you're useless." Emiko purred. "Mmmmm, it's super easy to kill someone as a healer. No one would ever suspect you, soooo, if they're wondering why someone is dead, just blame it on incurable illness! Most won't even know to call you out."
"Okay, fun fact, that first comment deeply hurt my feelings... But also I feel everyone in NightClan would definitely suspect Pinesimmer of killing someone, like honestly he's the most suspicious guy in the clan," He said thoughtfully before shaking his head, "Uh, but for real, a good piece of knowledge is that if you want to lucid dream for prophecies I suggest lemon balm."
"We'll he sounds stupid too, if he is gonna get himself caught." She laughed. "Stink beetles are a great way to wake up someone who's dazed or fainted. But don't expect a thank you for it"
"I would probably just let them wake up on their own," Jackdawpaw said, holding a paw over his muzzle to prevent a grin from showing, "Uhm. I sometime's use a woodpecker to peck the dried blood off cats. There's probably a better way of going about that, but that's the method I use."
Emiko paused a moment to think. "Big rocks are a great way to knock someone out who's screaming. Whether because you ant them dead or because you need to work on them, what's treating a bit of head injury on top of things?" She answered.
"Oh! That's a good one, can I steal that? Okay, uhm, since we're going to really good professional advice I'll make sure to give better tips too. Usually I lie and tell people that celestial creatures don't actually give leaders nine lives, it's actually the medicine cats. I just like to give my clan a healthy dose of fake reality by convincing them I have control of life and death," He explained.
"I like adopting the kits of people I murder! Makes me look great, don't you think? They usually don't know I did the murdering part." Emiko gave a sage nod, as if this were truly exquisite medical knowledge.
"Is murder essential for being a medicine cat though? Because like, that just sounds like a lot of work and I'm not even passionate about killing anyone at the moment," Jackdawpaw explained.
"You gotta let SOME of them die, so that when the rest live it's all the more special! If people just think you can ALWAYS save them, then they'll be spoiled." She looked pretty serious, though for her that seemed more like trying to hide a smile than anything else.
"But then they'll be like, look at him, he's a loser, he can't heal for sticks. And I'll get really sad and crumple up into a ball and remember I don't have any friends," Jackdawpaw said dejectedly, "I think maybe you're just super cool so you get to kill people, but I would just be a loser who kills if I tried to do what you do."
"That's why you save the really injures ones that make you look good, and kill off the random thorn in the pad cats who can't figure out how to take it out on their own and not end up dead. Blame it on their own stupidity, and you're golden!" Emiko assured, "Don't worry, I'm sure we can make you a cool killer! We could drop this conversation and go on a murder spree and I can teach you some tricks!"
Jackdawpaw sniffed, "Really? You think I could be cool at something?" He looked hesitant for a moment but then smiled at her with a firm nod. Getting up from his sitting positioned he walked to her side, "Okay, let's go."
