hai mươi bẩy ❀| no one needs your thick skin

[lotuslife]

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How does it ever get so cold here- t-trời ơi... It's really intolerable, isn't it?

Does it get worse than this? [Her voice drops, sounding somewhat distressed and annoyed.] I can't imagine that... [Mayfield's fairly mild early December weather is still too cold for Vietnam. She's a tropical country with a long monsoon season;

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[wise_king]

An herbal remedy or something more modern?

[lotuslife]

It isn't really either, but it's certainly not medicine.

[wise_king]

And you're still offering it?

[lotuslife]

What is wrong with a traditional cure? Really, why does it matter to someone such as yourself? I imagine that your kind must be immune.

[wise_king]

Are you getting mad, Miss Sen? I wasn't insinuating anything.

[lotuslife]

[yes she mad because you're always implying her barbarian-ness whether you intend to or not, okay]

Tch... Would you like to try it anyway?

[wise_king]

That would be a bad idea. I'm missing a digestive system so nothing good would come of it.

[lotuslife]

[oh... disappointed] What if you taste it and spit it back out?

[wise_king]

You wish for me to try it that badly?

[lotuslife]

I wouldn't mind if em Merem tried it. [read: yes]

[wise_king]

It would be rude of me to turn you down then.

[lotuslife]

Will you come over?

[wise_king]

I will. Right now.

[lotuslife]

I'll be waiting outside. [click!]

[wise_king]

[So moe. But showing up with a slightly familiar but old priest dressed in black.]

[lotuslife]

[He does seem familiar. Vietnam blinks at the man, wondering why she thinks she knows him, but turns to merem.] Xin chào... Who is your friend?