૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა ewe can do it~

[noarchitact]

WHO: You, you, & you.
WHERE: the Pasture!
WHEN: Day 91

[ 🐑 baaa. ]

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[throughbamboo]

Heh. It ain't fancy, but we ain't ever needed fancy.

[doggonemad]

S'just you an' me an' a meal. Can't ask fer more 'n that.

[throughbamboo]

I mean, ya could. I'd try ta give it to ya.

[doggonemad]

Can't ask fer more 'n that!

[throughbamboo]

What if I wanna give ya more than that, eh?

[doggonemad]

I ain't gonna complain 'bout that.

[throughbamboo]

Good, ya deserve more. I'll figure out a way ta do it.

But for now . . . bento lunch.

[doggonemad]

Bento lunch an' booze.

[throughbamboo]

Ain't a date without it.

[doggonemad]

Damn right.

[ goin' to sit down and stuff. ]

Sucks that the flocks don't get it so much.

[throughbamboo]

That why ya got a stash goin'?

[doggonemad]

Yeah. Ain't often we get booze. An' I know the Snake don't like it so much if Weeds share it.

[ opens his bento, considering. ]

Maybe he'll be less pissy if I, yanno, help ya do Weed shit.

[throughbamboo]

Don't think he'll mind too much if it's you. I told him ya were important ta me.

[a beat]

He thinks 'm tryin' ta convince ya to come back, too, but I figured it weren't worth arguin' that.

[doggonemad]

Eh, that works. Ya can tell him I'm a double agent.

[throughbamboo]

I'll tell him that if it comes up again.

But I should start causin' more trouble. Just been leavin' wood chips around so far.

[doggonemad]

[ leans forward, grinning. ]

Bro. Bro. Run a fuckin' ritual.

[throughbamboo]

[he makes a face]

'Bout what?

[doggonemad]

I dunno, but listen, check it out. That one with the purple haired gal? I heard her talkin' ta people, sayin' her rituals ain't shitty 'cause she does research an' all that garbage, takes the time ta plan 'em. I bet ya could run somethin' cool that ain't gonna, like, murder us all.

[throughbamboo]

That priest ran that nice one, too, so I know it can be done, but . . . ya ever run one?

[doggonemad]

Nahhh, my collar changed 'fore I got the chance. But how hard can it be?

[throughbamboo]

Guess I could look into it. Ain't too keen on summonin' a damn demon, but as long as it don't get outta hand . . .

[doggonemad]

It's causin' trouble.

[throughbamboo]

Yeah, yeah. Ain't got no ideas on what ta do, but 'm sure somethin' will come ta me.

[doggonemad]

Give it some thought. Bet you an' me could craft somethin' real good.

[throughbamboo]

'Course we can, it's us.

[grins at him]