15th [voice]

[isabeansprout]

[muttered to the golem hovering by his side]

Tim, you've been acting strange since yesterday...I hope you didn't get into that food Timothy left out... We still don't know what was wrong with it.

[and now to the City at large]

Thank you, Bak, for making me paranoid about the ceilings. But welcome back to the City, in any case....is fishing such

Comments

[misterblackbird]

Whatever is wrong with ceilings?

[ooc: Cain thinks ur really weird >>;;]

[isabeansprout]

....you would have to know my Master.

[ooc; HE IS EMOTIONALLY SCARRED FOREVER, CAIN.]

[misterblackbird]

Somehow, those two ideas don't follow one another all that well.

[isabeansprout]

If anyone could hide in a ceiling, he could.

[misterblackbird]

Now it's beginning to make sense--

[isabeansprout]

I thought it might.

[misterblackbird]

How very unfortunate to need be concerned about the very ceiling over you.

[isabeansprout]

Thank you for rubbing it in.

[misterblackbird]

I had no idea your affliction was that bad.

[isabeansprout]

It wasn't before Bak brought the subject up again.

[misterblackbird]

I wonder how you could overcome your fear of ceilings.

[isabeansprout]

--if you think of anything, let me know.

[misterblackbird]

Perhaps you could start hiding in ceilings and claim them as your territory.

[isabeansprout]

And be like Master? No, thanks.

[misterblackbird]

It was only a suggestion.

[isabeansprout]

Would you do that?