(What are you doing?)

Cobalt saw something underneath the rock near him, glimmering. Frowning, he reached for it. 'Hey, guys, I think I just found something,' he called. Pulling it out, he observed it. 'Huh. Looks like a packet of flasks.' Shaking the clear bag that held the flasks, he smiled. 'Sounds like they got something inside.'

"I hope it's wine or beer...you'll want it to clean out that wound....it's better than burning it" she replied

He grabbed a random flask out of the pack. Opening it, he sniffed at the contents. Frowning, he poured it into his cupped hand. A white powder came out. 'Oh,' he said. 'Isn't that fun. Poison in this one.'

"or crack,or sugarcane" she suggested,"Won't know till someone tries it"

He shook his head. 'Nobody is trying this. I know my poisons; in fact, I've been building up immunity over the years.' He smeared the powder across his palm. 'Yep. This is iocane. Someone must've planted it.'

(a little tPB reference ;) )

holy frick he takes chances! jelly thought,"Well better to rinse out the container and use it again,maybe for water or liquor"

Cobalt nodded. 'But we have to be absolutely sure it's completely free of the poison,' he said. 'It mixes incredibly easily with any liquids.'

" Are you gonna be alright? You can't exactly wash that poison off your hand anytime soon "

Cobalt shrugged. 'Iocane is only fatal when consumed. As long as nobody licks my left hand, we're good.'