What is a Weapon?
Title: What is a Weapon?
Prompt/Number: 003. Weapon
Rating: PG, spoilers for 'Bloodbath' and the Chip storyline
Character/Fandom: Abby Sciuto / NCIS
Word Count: 427
A weapon is a tool which can be used during combat to kill or, to destroy property, or to otherwise render resources non-functional or unavailable. It may be used to attack and defend, and consequently also to threaten.
Most people just think of things like knives, guns, tire irons, and axes. But, according to that definition, just about everything can be considered a weapon. I've seen things as seemingly innocuous as toilet tank lids, apple cores, and webcams used as weapons. I was forced to defend myself with a toilet tank lid from an ex-boyfriend turned stalker. His plan was to kill me and then leave a forged suicide note so it would look like I killed myself. Although that wasn't his intention, my death would have been an attack on NCIS, and on all those I was close to: Gibbs, Ducky, Tony, McGee, Ziva, Palmer, the Director, Agent Lee, and the others.
An apple core left in my lab's garbage can by Tony was used as a weapon by my assistant at the time. He took the apple core, made a mold of the bite marks, and used the mold to plant what looked like Tony's teeth marks at a murder scene and frame him. We all knew he didn't do it, but we almost couldn't prove it. It's safe to say that the apple core was a weapon, designed to make Tony unavailable to NCIS. Of course, that same punk tried to kill me too. It's a good thing I know how to defend myself.
But, perhaps the most understated weapon of all is words. When we're kids, we learn the old rhyme that 'Sticks and stones can break my bones, but names will never hurt me.' That's not true, at all. Having two deaf parents was only one way I was different as a kid. I dressed different, read novels while other kids were struggling with the Babysitter's Club, Nancy Drew, and the Hardy Boys, and I was a teacher's pet. The more the other kids made fun of me, the worse I felt about myself. What they did hurt me just as surely as if I'd been jumped on the playground at the end of the day. But, eventually, I discovered that I didn't have to be like everyone else to be happy, and that if people wouldn't appreciate me for me, they weren't worth being my friend.
Everything can be used as a weapon, and you can really hurt someone else, whether you know what you're doing or not. Be careful.
Prompt/Number: 003. Weapon
Rating: PG, spoilers for 'Bloodbath' and the Chip storyline
Character/Fandom: Abby Sciuto / NCIS
Word Count: 427
A weapon is a tool which can be used during combat to kill or, to destroy property, or to otherwise render resources non-functional or unavailable. It may be used to attack and defend, and consequently also to threaten.
Most people just think of things like knives, guns, tire irons, and axes. But, according to that definition, just about everything can be considered a weapon. I've seen things as seemingly innocuous as toilet tank lids, apple cores, and webcams used as weapons. I was forced to defend myself with a toilet tank lid from an ex-boyfriend turned stalker. His plan was to kill me and then leave a forged suicide note so it would look like I killed myself. Although that wasn't his intention, my death would have been an attack on NCIS, and on all those I was close to: Gibbs, Ducky, Tony, McGee, Ziva, Palmer, the Director, Agent Lee, and the others.
An apple core left in my lab's garbage can by Tony was used as a weapon by my assistant at the time. He took the apple core, made a mold of the bite marks, and used the mold to plant what looked like Tony's teeth marks at a murder scene and frame him. We all knew he didn't do it, but we almost couldn't prove it. It's safe to say that the apple core was a weapon, designed to make Tony unavailable to NCIS. Of course, that same punk tried to kill me too. It's a good thing I know how to defend myself.
But, perhaps the most understated weapon of all is words. When we're kids, we learn the old rhyme that 'Sticks and stones can break my bones, but names will never hurt me.' That's not true, at all. Having two deaf parents was only one way I was different as a kid. I dressed different, read novels while other kids were struggling with the Babysitter's Club, Nancy Drew, and the Hardy Boys, and I was a teacher's pet. The more the other kids made fun of me, the worse I felt about myself. What they did hurt me just as surely as if I'd been jumped on the playground at the end of the day. But, eventually, I discovered that I didn't have to be like everyone else to be happy, and that if people wouldn't appreciate me for me, they weren't worth being my friend.
Everything can be used as a weapon, and you can really hurt someone else, whether you know what you're doing or not. Be careful.