un: brimming cup of earthly passions | audio

[remugient]

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]

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[unswervingcompanion]

[His logic is that the chickens might get eaten even if by mistake, but he's not going to talk about that right now.]

Naming knives, I see. So he must have named them after the great deeds he performed with them, correct?

[remugient]

I think he named one Gertrude. And another was just Mr. Stabs.

He was doing his best. He didn't really have any friends as a kid. Or an adult.

[WAS HE THOUGH??]

[unswervingcompanion]

[He's really not sure how to answer this one regarding the knife names. The second one reminded him painfully of the Luminary however. True the boy had a friend named Gemma but then the mantle of saving the world was thrust onto the boy's shoulders whether he wanted it or not.]

I see. Did he become your protector then?