magical flying moron

I should certainly hope not, on both accounts.

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Was there someone else that tried to sell your mushroom besides you?

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adamantined

Good. So you were just high.

Or cursed. Same thing.

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A curse never does make sense. Actually, it's... well, I honestly don't remember even posting up that notice.

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My cursed self doesn't really count as me.

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... High? I'm aware I was cursed, but I don't exactly recall being up anywhere high during that day.

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I seem to remember seeing it on the Network, but as I recall, I was a bit preoccupied at the time, so I didn't remark on it. And it was fairly clear that you weren't...exactly yourself at the time, anyway.

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adamantined

It's... not worth the explanation.

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It sounds like you're putting blame on yourself.

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It was worth mentioning.

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No, I'm not. I'm placing full blame on this damn City.

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Preoccupied? Did something happen?

I don't think any of us are ourselves when we're cursed, well, unless it's one of those strange spells that make us taste like food.

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adamantined

In a joking context.

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In a sense. But it was the good sort of preoccupied, you see--last Sunday was my birthday.

I don't think I've ever had that one, actually! Though I do know people who have. I've always rather wondered what I'd end up tasting like, too. Cookies seem to be a popular choice, and ice cream does, too.

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If you're going to bother mentioning it, only to say it's not worth the explanation, then why did you state it in the first place?

What does it mean?

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adamantined

Because I didn't expect you to single it out.

It's what you feel when your brain is on drugs.

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Then I must apologize for missing it, Rosella. You know- You know I would have come if I had been myself. I don't suppose I could make it up to you?

I... believe, once, I tasted something like chicken. Some sort of white meat.

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It was reasonably easy to single out as you didn't use many words.

... What sort of drugs?

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adamantined

It seriously doesn't matter. It was a throwaway comment. I was just being sarcastic.

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Oh, no, please, there's really no need to apologize, or to make anything up to me, for that matter. It was unfortunate that it fell on one of those weekends of random curses, but there isn't much that could've been done to help it, anyway. I was cursed the whole weekend, too, after all.

Like chicken? Really? How terribly odd...

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But I'm curious.

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adamantined

I can't give you an answer for something I wasn't serious about.

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You were? In what way?

At lest let me make it up to you by inviting you out to- to perhaps a cafe, or-- we could even see the new flowers in Xanadu? ~~Or that sounds too--~~ Or perhaps dinner?

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Well, you're no fun.

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adamantined

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adamantined

Shrooms.

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I have heard of mushrooms that can cause strange effects. Is that why--

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Ah, well.

It's not that kind of mushroom.

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adamantined

I kind of figured that one out.

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Do you recall that one curse when you had a lion following you around, claiming to be a part of you? I had that one on Saturday, so Almeisan was back to visit again, and then on Sunday my brother turned up to accompany me around the whole day, but he was only a curse, too.

I'd like that very much, yes! I'm sure Xanadu is quite lovely at the moment, what with the weather getting warm now and all.

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So, to get "high" means to consume one of those mushrooms that causes hallucinations? Or the ones that kill you? And then, there are those that only give your stomach a reason to complain...

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adamantined

Not necessarily just limited to a mushroom and -

Look, I'm... not really the running expert. Just stick to the ones that you know you can eat.

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He... he was only a curse? What do you mean? Was it like one of those days where people come to visit for only a few hours? ~~Like that time when that strange man kept on insulting my hair.~~

Even with the trembling and lights? You- You wouldn't mind it?

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It... isn't like I've ever intended to eat poisonous ones. I'm not that foolish.

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adamantined

You were smart enough to at least not sell that mushroom when you were cursed, so I guess that has to say something.

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...Sure thing, Tristan.

So. You and Yvaine?

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Honestly, I believe the only reason I didn't sell it then was because no one could afford it.

I mean, really? It was... does anyone even possess that much money in a City like this?

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Yvaine and I, what?

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I thought you hated each other.

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adamantined

People will do anything for something like that.

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I never said I hated her. She is intolerable; however, hate is an entirely different beast.

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No one seemed that eager.

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Not exactly. It was more like that day when all of our fathers came and followed us around for the day, but no one could see them but ourselves. He was there, in a sense, and I could see him as clearly as I could see anyone else, but no one else noticed him at all.

I wouldn't mind spending time with you at all, Tristan, though you might be right about the quaking and the lights. I have a rather bad feeling about what might come of all that. Perhaps it'd be better if we waited a few days, just in case something does come up?

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Hopefully he was not the mean sort of brother? The ones who enjoy teasing their poor younger seasons.

And I- I wouldn't mind waiting at all, Rosella.

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