4th Annoyance [Voice]

[consulateplz]

My pneumonia is much better, no thanks to Caspian, who tried to get me to eat some sort of horrible soup. Most likely it would have made me even more ill. And I think it's quite obvious that I was delirious with fever several days ago when I tried to profess my affections to certain residents here

Comments

[eiremagic]

....horrible soup?

[consulateplz]

Yes, it was simply awful.

[eiremagic]

...was it made of onions?

[consulateplz]

Onions or old, filthy socks. It smelled heavily of both.

[eiremagic]

....I made that soup.

[consulateplz]

If you want your socks back it's too late, I threw the soup out.

[eiremagic]

What's your name, boyo?

[consulateplz]

Eustace.

[eiremagic]

And you're what, Caspian's....scrub boy?

[consulateplz]

He kidnapped me, so I'm not sure what the proper term is. Kidnapee?

[eiremagic]

Really? And why would he want a sprog like you?

[consulateplz]

I'm not privy to the inner workings of the mind of a kidnapper so you would have to ask him.

[eiremagic]

Something tells me you're not privy to much, considering your amount of gratitude could be matched by a fucking slug.

[consulateplz]

I should hardly be thankful for an attempted poisoning, should I?

[eiremagic]

It wasn't bleeding poison, I made that bleeding soup because he told me you were sick!

[consulateplz]

I am sick, because they put me in that fountain when it was snowing outside. And I'll trust in modern medicine to heal me rather than your outdated folk remedies.