014 - pulling wool over my senses

[bass_on_fire]

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Sheep?

Okay, I must really not've been paying attention. But... Last I was aware, sheep don't grow on trees. Or any other vegetation. They're sheep.

I just...

I'm so confused.

Emille: 0, City: A freakin' billion. I still don't get you.

Also, they seem a little bitey. Do sheep normally like to chomp down on whatever's in front of it? If I get bit by

Comments

[decade_of_rot]

I don't think sheep are normally this aggressive. Did one bite you?

[bass_on_fire]

No, not yet. I say "not yet" 'cuz you can never tell what this city's going to throw at you.

Like... A sheep apocalypse. Sheepocalypse.

[decade_of_rot]

That's good at least.

Well if anything, you could say the City isn't boring.

[bass_on_fire]

I've learned that lovely little lesson a long time ago. You pick up on that one way or another when you're here as long as I've been.

[decade_of_rot]

Oh. How long have you been here?

[bass_on_fire]

A little over a year and a half. Think I had about a year's break in the middle somewhere. Might have to redo the math, though, it's easy to lose count of the days.

[decade_of_rot]

I was never that crazy about math. I guess the amount of time someones here probably doesn't matter as much as what they do with that time.

Sorry to hear you've been here for so long.

[bass_on_fire]

To be perfectly honest, you shouldn't be. I'm a hell of a lot happier here than I was back at home, sheep notwithstanding.

[decade_of_rot]

Really? I take it back then.

The sheep thing will pass soon anyway, I'm sure.

[bass_on_fire]

All things in this city do, it's just a matter of what lasting effect it'll have.