Piglet's 47th Adventure

[verysmallpig]

I don't suppose that anyone might h-happen to have some blustery heffalumps? [His little piggy eyes blink, looking a little startled. Even so, he tries again.] O-oh no. I mean to say a flying plutterfa... [And again.] a jagulumpy... I m-mean a m-m-munny... [Giving a slight sigh, he decides perhaps silence might be a better idea after all.]

... n-n-never rain clouds.

[ooc: Poor Piglet's communication over his device is going to be a bit lost in translation today.]

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[exaltate]

[ She'd probably find his speech patterns strange if she wasn't startled by the fact that he's a talking pig. ]

Excuse me... but are you aware you're a pig?

[ Always good to check these things in case he's a cursed! ]

I mean- ...is that your usual state?

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[verysmallpig]

Carrot? [Piglet frowns, and decides to just nod instead.]

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[exaltate]

[ Okay, not the response she was hoping for. Let's try this again- ]

No, not a carrot. I asked if you are a pig. Unless... you're requesting a carrot. In which case, I'm afraid I don't have any.

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[verysmallpig]

A v-very n-neither pot. [A frustrated Piglet is a sad Piglet.]

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[exaltate]

[ What is even going on anymore? The pig looks so sad that she tries to be helpful anyway in spite of not really understanding him. ]

So not a carrot... but a pot? Is that what you want? I may have one somewhere around here.

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[verysmallpig]

Oh, no. I have birdly, you see. O-or perhaps not quite so medicine. I m-mean... [Here, Piglet just decides to stop while he's still ahead. Or at least not so far behind so to speak.]

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[exaltate]

So it is ...medicine, you desire.

[ She frowns, definitely following along, but he does seem sick. ]

If you're sick with fever, you should be in bed resting, not moving about so frequently. I will see if I can find a mage or a cleric to cure you.

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[verysmallpig]

[Oh, Piglet so does not like medicine.]

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[verysmallpig]

[But then again, Piglet does not like to be a not so normal Piglet. He doesn't look so happy at all but is going to try very hard to be Brave.]

Leaf...

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[exaltate]

Yes, well...some leaves are medicinal. I could find some. I haven't spent much time investigating the local forests.

[ Why does she feel like she's talking more to herself than the pig... ]

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[verysmallpig]

[Of course by 'leaf', Piglet didn't really mean leaf. However, even though the suggestion of using leaves sounds perfectly reasonable, Piglet's never been very Fond of medicine.]

Bees?

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[exaltate]

I suppose bees can also count as medicine. Their honey does aid in throat aches.

[ Who's she to argue with a talking pig? If he wants leaves and bees for healing, then so be it ... ]

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[verysmallpig]

[Aaand now Piglet is afraid to say anything at all. Everything that he says somehow turns out making things worse than before.

But he does give a little polite nod as he fidgets with his nervously with the front of his jumper.]

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[exaltate]

Please give me your location, and I will bring you the medicine. Hopefully, that might cure you of your troubles.

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[makingastatement]

You ain't making any sense, little guy.

Can you describe it? Draw it, maybe?

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[verysmallpig]

Well, I was unraveling, you see. A-and... pardon house... I-I m-mean [He sniffs slightly, clearly growing more distressed with every word.] T-that is, a-awfully wat-waterfall.

[skintoskin]

[The little pig isn't usually like this...]

Hey, are you okay?

[verysmallpig]

[His little paws wring the front of his jumper, and he shakes his head.] Yes?

[skintoskin]

Sounds like you aren't sure...

[verysmallpig]

That's what I was hoping to winter.

[skintoskin]

Uh...

[That doesn't make sense, either...]

You look okay, so... I guess that's... fine...