audience: geto

[mygod]

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[mygod]

Not really. Magic exists in my world, but it wasn't my specialty.

[Not their wheelhouse, so they don't go touching mysterious books.]

Sounds like you're used to "eating" it, though?

[turbulency]

... Eating isn't how I would describe it. It's not sustenance.

[ but it's the simplest way of putting it since. he does swallow them. ]

[mygod]

[Swallows... indecent.]

What is it then?

[turbulency]

[ stop ]

I just consume them. It's part of my technique... They're not food.

[mygod]

[No.]

What sort of technique?

[They ask like they might be interested, but are also start walking somewhere, so who's to say.]

[turbulency]

[ THEY JUST LEAVE? he doesn't answer... just watches them to see if they are fully exiting this scene ]

[mygod]

[Yes. Goodbye. They are finding a little channel in the fog and walking into it.

If Geto is useless and does not follow, their crow plot device will harass him until he does.]

[turbulency]

[ STOP HE'S JUST LIKE ok i guess we're done?

but he will follow... what is happening ]

[mygod]

[They are... at the garden now.]

I asked what sort of technique it was. Also, pick up that fertilizer. We may as well get some work done.

[There is a burlap sack of it.]

[turbulency]

[ ??? he's not your assistant... goes to pick up the sack. ]

Like I said, I consume them. If I can defeat a curse, I can absorb it and control it.

[mygod]

[Welcome to being their assistant now. They get a little hand spade to disperse fertilizer with.]

Interesting. So it becomes part of you, these 'curses?'

[turbulency]

[ You're going to make him spiral with that line of questioning. ]

... They're not part of me. I don't know what dimension they're stored in.

[mygod]

[Good.]

...Okay. [Their tone is always a little soft and staid, but it turns extra dry.] So they're held in some... dimension in your gut. Not digested as part of you.

[turbulency]

[ look he doesn't understand why he has to swallow them even though they come out of a portal in the air when he summons them ]

It's only sounds weird because you're making it weird.

[mygod]

[Vore is why.

They spade out some dirt, speaking casually.]

It's weird however you slice it.

[turbulency]

You don't have any weird abilities?

[mygod]

Nothing like that. I'm ordinary. There's magic in my world, but I don't use it much.

[turbulency]

Why not?

[mygod]

My clan was more inclined to study... medicine, amongst a few other things, so that's what I'm good at.

There's probably people with as strange an ability as yours back home, though.

[turbulency]

[ ... ]

You're a medic that calls yourself death?

[mygod]

[Very faintly amused.]

I would argue that doctors see more death than the average person.

[turbulency]

[ Looks at them a moment. ]

You remind me of a friend of mine. She's a medic too.

[mygod]

[Head tilty.]

Is that a compliment or an insult?

[turbulency]

Depends. Do you think being my friend is a good or bad thing?

[mygod]

Oh, I see.

[ they scoff softly, though there's an undercurrent of amusement that they seem to be avoiding. ]

I don't really want to be close with any of you, but who knows. Are you a good friend?