[ the boy shakes his head a little bit, turning to his bag and fishing out a glass bottle that looks like it's full of water. he uncorks it. ]
Mm-mm. Just the season. It takes a lot of you so... I think I'm just tired.
[ the surface of the bottle, polished and shiny, is so clean compared to his grubby, herb-pulling hands. he drinks from the water, but doesn't look any better for it. ]
Gotta make sure you stay hydrated and eat well too... or it'll kill you if you're not careful. That's what the old man used to say.
[ he's watching this, patiently waiting as he looks at the glass for a brief moment. it's a stark contrast from everything else, he thinks, and he goes quiet while he lets the boy drink. ]
"It"? [ the season? what is the season. he assumes the old man is the doctor so he is going to focus on that part. ]
Are a lot of people here allergic to the pollen? [ he does not like the idea that herbs can act up. ] Seems a little dangerous to be pulling them if they're acting up, but...probably worse to let them rot. [ ... ] When they rot, there's nothing that can be done, right?
[ plants are always scary is what i'm finding out. ]
Sounds like you're the man for the job. And that the herbs are pretty valuable. [ ...hum. ] One more question, Sticks. If I wanted to see the new doctor, do you know where he might be?
[ that is what i thought thank you char. one more question though. ]
Top secret research. I'm familiar. [ bitterly so, but moving on. instead, he presents the report about the girl. ] You told me about the Boss's son, but what about her?
Mmm... [ squints a little bit. ] ... she was a military family's daughter... some talk of boarding school I think? Maybe? She didn't seem the type... maybe she ran away before they could send her?
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I'unno... I'unno anything, really... s'just rumors.
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Sure. Sure, just rumors. [ uh. ] Hey, are you okay? You're looking a little overwhelmed.
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Mm-mm. Just the season. It takes a lot of you so... I think I'm just tired.
[ the surface of the bottle, polished and shiny, is so clean compared to his grubby, herb-pulling hands. he drinks from the water, but doesn't look any better for it. ]
Gotta make sure you stay hydrated and eat well too... or it'll kill you if you're not careful. That's what the old man used to say.
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"It"? [ the season? what is the season. he assumes the old man is the doctor so he is going to focus on that part. ]
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[ when they rot, can they make things worse? ]
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They'll act up no matter if we leave 'em or take 'em... it's alright though. As long as you keep your strength up, it shouldn't be that dangerous.
They're useless when they rot, so. Better to pick while they're ripe. I can even sell them at the bar... they make booze out of it.
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Sounds like you're the man for the job. And that the herbs are pretty valuable. [ ...hum. ] One more question, Sticks. If I wanted to see the new doctor, do you know where he might be?
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[ he makes a face, sniffling a little. ]
He needs you to make an "appointment" and all that kind of bullcrap.
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I'unno. Capital stuff, I'm guessing.
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Top secret research. I'm familiar. [ bitterly so, but moving on. instead, he presents the report about the girl. ] You told me about the Boss's son, but what about her?
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[ tilting his head a little bit, thoughtful. ]
Seen her running around once in a while, but. Not lately. She likes to play tricks with us kids most of the time.
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Do you remember how long she was here before the last time you saw her...? Or anything about her family?
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[ he looks... puzzled. ]
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...where do you think a person could escape to around here if they were trying to run away?
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[ glancing a little towards the plant with wary eyes. ]
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Makes sense. [ ...but okay. ] Thanks for your help. If you're still picking later I'll come back to help.
[ but he will go regroup now. ]
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See ya, Corps boy.