[ There's a rustle of what sounds like a plastic bag and then the sound of someone muttering under his breath. ]
Considering how the City's population usually doesn't double over night, I'm assuming this is another curse?
For once I'm failing to see the theme behind this one.
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Er, if you'll pardon the intrusion, sir. Curse? Surely I would have noticed. Wizards maybe? Mother would know.
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Thank you for the clarification.
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I was thinking more along the lines of your everyday curse -- frogs when you speak, or bespelled into sleeping for a hundred years, that kind of thing.
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[ That? That's the tone of agreement. ]
Fairies. Or heroes. Mother says heroes can be pretty bad.
[ And from what he's seen, it's absolutely true. They tend to be morons. ]
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