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[shall_yield_us]

The same substance, in a tea spoon's fill is cure, in excess is... hmmm. Poison.

Well, Paracelsus be bless-damned, I shouldn't want more than a bite of you nomad tribes any-the-how. Unless you bring and maybe sing news, or blood offerings, or prayers.

But mostly news. Come, come, parasites. I'll take your news.


[ ooc: nothing past AS vol. 18, please ;; ]

Comments

[highestangel]

What the hell are you doing?!

[Katou yanks his hand back more vigorously than necessary, shaking his head and sputtering.] You're an idiot, you know?

[beyourarmy]

Just showing you what the difference is, that's all. [Shrugs his shoulders, puts his hands in his pockets, but beams at Katou, laughing.]

And isn't the bigger idiot the one who didn't know what hand-holding was?

[highestangel]

I know what hand-holding is! And you were leading up to it!

[beyourarmy]

No, I wasn't. [A laugh.] I was grabbing your arm to lead you. You need direction sometimes, Katou.

[highestangel]

Why do I need to be led when you don't know where you're going, either?

[beyourarmy]

So we stick together, at least, duh. Can't have you wandering off on me, or something. Lost you too many times already to be okay with that, Katou.