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[superior_rose]

Pegasus,

It would be greatly appreciated if you went by the shop to inform my employer that I cannot come in today due to the fact that I am occupied with dying.

Sincerely,

Siegfried

P.S. Is there any way you can silence your bird so that I may die in peace?

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[one_eye_sees]

You aren't dying, you just wish you were.

I'll throw a blanket over the bird.

[superior_rose]

Nein, nein. I am fairly sure that my head will split wide open soon. I apologize beforehand for any mess made.

Thank you.

[one_eye_sees]

If you're dying, can I have a couple of soels, if I promise to remove them quietly? I want to buy some strawberries.

[superior_rose]

Very well. But if you come back with another pet, I vow to haunt you and make certain you never have a moment's peace.

[one_eye_sees]

I'm not going to bring back another pet, I promise. I might bring back a pot of honey, if I can find the right kind, but I doubt that would disturb you a great deal.

[superior_rose]

Remember to deduct the costs from the expense sheets, as I'll be dead and unable to do it for you.

[one_eye_sees]

Righty-o, then.

[At this point, Pegasus collects a bit of money, dutifully notes it down, and disappears for a span of time.]

[superior_rose]

[And Siegfried is left lying in bed, thinking he's dying because he's not used to being hung over]

[one_eye_sees]

[After about an hour, Pegasus returns carrying various odds and ends. He disappears into the kitchen for a while. He's obviously trying to be quiet, but there's not much he can do to make water boil more quietly than it does.]

[superior_rose]

[Siegfried hasn't budged from the bed in all this time. He's cocooned under his blankets with his head shoved beneath a pillow in a room as dark as he can make it. Oh, and he's a far cry from the usual picture of beauty he normally presents.]

[one_eye_sees]

[Pegasus enters Siegfried's room carrying a large mug of something that steams. It appears to be some manner of herbal tea, laced liberally with honey, though the exact ingredients that went into it aren't immediately evident.]

Here, drink this. It will help.

[superior_rose]

[Siegfried sits up and eyes the mug warily, but decides it can't do him any real harm since he's already "dying." He accepts the mug and starts drinking.]

[one_eye_sees]

Good boy. That shade of green really doesn't suit you well at all. Especially not for a skin tone.

[superior_rose]

If I survive and there is a next time for drinking together again, kindly stop me before I get so far gone in my cups.

[one_eye_sees]

You did get a wee bit soused, yes. But don't worry - this is the most effective remedy for a hangover I know, and I have had some years to perfect it.

[superior_rose]

I suppose that the tale you told last night was not a figment of the brandy, was it?