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[lyserguide]

Who: That kid still hasn't put a shirt on, and his pants are still super tight
When: Day 150, dusk
Where: by the fountains
What:

[ Gerasimos and his tight pants have a blanket set out with a number of dried herbs, ground and arranged each on a small white slip of paper. He also seems to be working on making a number of hemp necklaces- you know, the ones with the little glass beads. He watches all who pass, but calls out to none. ]

Comments

[whistical]

[watches the watcher]

[lyserguide]

[ watches the watcher of watchers. also lets out a long, smokey breath, though he has not inhaled from any apparent pipe or cigarette. ]

[whistical]

... How?

[lyserguide]

How not?

[whistical]

It's unnatural.

[lyserguide]

Not particularly, no.

[whistical]

What are you then?

[lyserguide]

Natural.

[whistical]

No.

[lyserguide]

[ tilts his head ]

[whistical]

[watching]

[lyserguide]

[ that's fine ]

[whistical]

[can do this for hours]

[lyserguide]

[ word. but can you do it for decades? ]

[whistical]

[hasn't been alive a decade to find out]