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un: brimming cup of earthly passions | audio
Uh.
[She regrets doing this instantly, clearing her throat and fidgeting.]
So, we still have some chickens with us. They're-- Actually, I never did name them? We should probably give them names?
Anyway, the...rain at night is a problem, I don't think chickens are supposed to stay wet like that and I'm pretty sure the whole....blood aspect of it might be bad for them. I tried making little raincoat cloak things for them but they couldn't really stay on.
[She's quiet for a moment; there's a faint clucking noises of the chickens in her lap and a soft little laugh before Vanya seems to remember she's supposed to have a point to this.]
They're still laying eggs though, but I don't know if the blood rain thing is going to stress them out and make them stop, but I've still been gathering them. So if you want eggs... [You know, make sure the chickens are healthy!!]
Uhh... That's it. I guess I just wanted to see if there was anyone other than me and Elven that know how to take care of things like chickens, I guess. The soldiers are pretty nice? The chickens seem kind of weird about them, but...
Thanks.
[There's a long pause and then a deep sigh, Vanya muttering to herself.] Alright, great job, team. Public speaking and you didn't vomit once. You guys have it so easy. Just be fluffy and cute and lay eggs.
[There's an answer clucking and then some weird sounds that's most certainly the chickens deciding the quartz piece is a toy to fight over before the sound cuts out at Vanya's "dont'!" of alarm]
[She regrets doing this instantly, clearing her throat and fidgeting.]
So, we still have some chickens with us. They're-- Actually, I never did name them? We should probably give them names?
Anyway, the...rain at night is a problem, I don't think chickens are supposed to stay wet like that and I'm pretty sure the whole....blood aspect of it might be bad for them. I tried making little raincoat cloak things for them but they couldn't really stay on.
[She's quiet for a moment; there's a faint clucking noises of the chickens in her lap and a soft little laugh before Vanya seems to remember she's supposed to have a point to this.]
They're still laying eggs though, but I don't know if the blood rain thing is going to stress them out and make them stop, but I've still been gathering them. So if you want eggs... [You know, make sure the chickens are healthy!!]
Uhh... That's it. I guess I just wanted to see if there was anyone other than me and Elven that know how to take care of things like chickens, I guess. The soldiers are pretty nice? The chickens seem kind of weird about them, but...
Thanks.
[There's a long pause and then a deep sigh, Vanya muttering to herself.] Alright, great job, team. Public speaking and you didn't vomit once. You guys have it so easy. Just be fluffy and cute and lay eggs.
[There's an answer clucking and then some weird sounds that's most certainly the chickens deciding the quartz piece is a toy to fight over before the sound cuts out at Vanya's "dont'!" of alarm]