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the real tuberculosis joe ([personal profile] illomened) wrote in [personal profile] guestservices 2022-07-15 10:50 pm (UTC)

[The soldier just nods at Aikawa's completely normal and not at all suspicious "mmhm" there.]

Just keep an eye out... That guy sounds like a real maniac, you don't want to end up running into him in the middle of this operation.

[Wouldn't that just be terrible, damn.

Anyway, Soujirou just frowns because he has imprinted on Sieghart, his favorite father duck.]


Can't I just hide?

[He doesn't look like he'll put up too much of a fuss, though. If Sieghart insists again, he'll sulkily make his way to the back and Sieghart's free to get the cart moving.

When Aikawa goes to the back of the cart, he'll find a similar set-up to the boat: enough space for a cramped seat for all of them and some barrels, among which are their nasty body ones. Lucretia is sealing the edges with something that smells strongly of flowers, which is a good thing because those barrels are not airtight and they're gonna start stinking up the whole place sooner rather than later. To Aikawa, holding out the jar:]


Do you mind getting the other one?

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