[ attempts to activate his country hick meets disney princess, scritching a little more bravely. ]
Don't gotta be sentimental to know the worth of what you've got. [ he offers the crow his shoulder so he can have both hands free, though. ] You and Pestilence got a real nice setup here, too, so I can get why you'd wanna keep it safe.
Some of these I don't even recognize. You guys been working on it for long?
[ the crow AND death are so surly, alfyn is going to friendship them so hard whether they like it or not. ]
Pestilence, too, huh? I'll have to also talk to them. [ he reaches out, but pauses to look at death for permission before he does any touching, no matter how gentle and unobtrusive it is. ] What ones are the implants? You guys volunteer to join up or were you kinda snatched like us, if you haven't been here too long?
Yes, they're the friendliest of us. You should do that.
[They stare at him a moment, but ultimately shrug, one-shouldered.]
...The purple ones at the end are mine. Amongst others, but those are the most unique. If you bruise them, I will hit you with my cane. [They are kind of shrimpy but the the tone of their voice is stern.] But no, we were invited. Our situations are very different.
[ dislike all you want he's used to short and angry people. ]
I will. But I'm gonna talk to all of you, anyways, so you're not rid of me.
[ suffer. but he does carefully touch the flowers, fingertips underneath so he doesn't hurt them any. ]
Pretty sure you could take out my kneecaps easy, so I promise to be careful. [ this is said both sincerely and kind of amused. put death and therion next to each other. ] Appreciate you guys trying to figure out how to not have us sacrificed, then.
[Theirs is an exhausted sort of sarcasm. Anyway, the flowers are pretty. Very small clusters, with more vigorous growths of leaves, which are also a deep purple.]
I don't want your gratitude. I would like if you went home in one piece and we never encountered each other again.
Shucks, I'd be glad for that, too. But you're gonna get the gratitude, anyways, Death, 'cause I got it to give.
[ cheerfully bulldozes like a very large dog. but he does draw his hand away from their special purple flowers. ]
Would it be okay to take a few clippings of other stuff? Things good for astringents and pain relief. 'cause I heard apparently there's actual monsters around here?
[Meanwhile, they have the energy of a very old cat, who has learned to resign themselves to attention.]
You can take some, just don't encourage people to bother us to come here if they're bad with plants. [There are basic gardening tools for Alfyn to use, and he can collect things for home remedies of mild effectiveness, nothing very strong] What sort of monsters are you expecting?
[ at least be a little repentant, alfyn? "no this is familiar suffering." ]
Definitely won't - this is a privilege I don't want taken away, considering what a fella can do with the crops y'all have put together. [ he will absolutely take mild effectiveness over nothing, and carefully grab some tools to prune bits and bobs off for salves, tinctures, and pastes that will hopefully help everybody here. ] Well. Is it just, uh, technically us that are the monsters? Or is there stuff out there in the fog?
'cause a couple people made it sound like they expected some beasties to come out and pounce, which I'm pretty used to from back home but not sure if that's actually a thing.
They do watch just to make sure Alfyn doesn't fuck up any plants, but doesn't stop him since he clearly knows what he's doing.]
I can't make any promises about this place. We don't know its every intricacy. But I suspect people are simply afraid of what lies in a space they can't see. Much like the dark. It's what happens in a stressful situation, like being human sacrifices.
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Don't gotta be sentimental to know the worth of what you've got. [ he offers the crow his shoulder so he can have both hands free, though. ] You and Pestilence got a real nice setup here, too, so I can get why you'd wanna keep it safe.
Some of these I don't even recognize. You guys been working on it for long?
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Death ignores this Disney moment because they hate fun.]
You wouldn't. Some are implants from my world.
But it's been a minute, yes. We didn't arrive that much longer than you lot, Pestilence just has a talent for gardening.
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Pestilence, too, huh? I'll have to also talk to them. [ he reaches out, but pauses to look at death for permission before he does any touching, no matter how gentle and unobtrusive it is. ] What ones are the implants? You guys volunteer to join up or were you kinda snatched like us, if you haven't been here too long?
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Yes, they're the friendliest of us. You should do that.
[They stare at him a moment, but ultimately shrug, one-shouldered.]
...The purple ones at the end are mine. Amongst others, but those are the most unique. If you bruise them, I will hit you with my cane. [They are kind of shrimpy but the the tone of their voice is stern.] But no, we were invited. Our situations are very different.
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I will. But I'm gonna talk to all of you, anyways, so you're not rid of me.
[ suffer. but he does carefully touch the flowers, fingertips underneath so he doesn't hurt them any. ]
Pretty sure you could take out my kneecaps easy, so I promise to be careful. [ this is said both sincerely and kind of amused. put death and therion next to each other. ] Appreciate you guys trying to figure out how to not have us sacrificed, then.
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Great.
[Theirs is an exhausted sort of sarcasm. Anyway, the flowers are pretty. Very small clusters, with more vigorous growths of leaves, which are also a deep purple.]
I don't want your gratitude. I would like if you went home in one piece and we never encountered each other again.
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[ cheerfully bulldozes like a very large dog. but he does draw his hand away from their special purple flowers. ]
Would it be okay to take a few clippings of other stuff? Things good for astringents and pain relief. 'cause I heard apparently there's actual monsters around here?
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[Meanwhile, they have the energy of a very old cat, who has learned to resign themselves to attention.]
You can take some, just don't encourage people to bother us to come here if they're bad with plants. [There are basic gardening tools for Alfyn to use, and he can collect things for home remedies of mild effectiveness, nothing very strong] What sort of monsters are you expecting?
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[ at least be a little repentant, alfyn? "no this is familiar suffering." ]
Definitely won't - this is a privilege I don't want taken away, considering what a fella can do with the crops y'all have put together. [ he will absolutely take mild effectiveness over nothing, and carefully grab some tools to prune bits and bobs off for salves, tinctures, and pastes that will hopefully help everybody here. ] Well. Is it just, uh, technically us that are the monsters? Or is there stuff out there in the fog?
'cause a couple people made it sound like they expected some beasties to come out and pounce, which I'm pretty used to from back home but not sure if that's actually a thing.
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They do watch just to make sure Alfyn doesn't fuck up any plants, but doesn't stop him since he clearly knows what he's doing.]
I can't make any promises about this place. We don't know its every intricacy. But I suspect people are simply afraid of what lies in a space they can't see. Much like the dark. It's what happens in a stressful situation, like being human sacrifices.