Headcount, 1, 2, 3...

[turbedon]

Well. That was fun. [He's had far too much practice sounding sarcastic even in his head, but he's at least keeping the fatigue out.]

Glad not to be hobbling around on geta anymore, though I got to keep the mask? What is with the Trumps and owls and me?

Anyway, is everyone okay? If we're missing someone, let me know and I'll see if I can sniff them out to double-check.

Comments

[willyousee]

Here... I am glad you came through all right. [He worried, okay.]

[turbedon]

Thanks. Good to hear you around.

Also, thanks for trying to take care of the other guy, even if he didn't really deserve it.

[willyousee]

I did not do a very good job, but for what it was worth, you are welcome. I take it he was a consummate actor.

[turbedon]

Yeah... and no one really thinks twice about talking in front of the village 'idiot', right?

[willyousee]

No indeed. And it is a more comfortable method than the alternative that readily comes to mind. The owl mask... was that the owl he was referring to? Or one higher ranked than he?

[turbedon]

No, that's the one he was referring to. Just as well you didn't go wandering around too much at night and his superior didn't want him kidnapping people for questioning.

We really need to work on your cover stories, by the way. There's no way a traveling merchant of any sort would have such smooth hands and fair skin, especially without servants waiting on hand and foot.

[willyousee]

....

[If a thought could blush.]

Ah... yes. Forgive me. I am not familiar with that culture, and it seemed not entirely likely that a noble would wander about with a pack of gold and no servants. I shall strive to do better next time.

[turbedon]

It happens. It all turned out okay in the end, so it's all aster now. [Well. Sort of okay.]

[willyousee]

...I don't believe I have heard someone refer to it that way before. Do asters hold a particularly beneficial connotation in your world?

[turbedon]

Not the flower. The root word. Opposite of disaster, basically.