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[pie_or_death]

[A tall, skinny man is posting a sign outside the Mess Hall. It reads:

"Wanted: New beekeeper. Inquire within."

Respond to the ad, or just grab him for a slice of pie before he goes back in?]

((WHEN DID I BECOME THIS TIRED picking up later dudes))

Comments

[penalcodes]

I didn't realize the Mess Hall had its own bees.

[pie_or_death]

On the roof.

[penalcodes]

I see. I've never been up there. I suppose it's convenient, though, to have a source of fresh honey so close to the kitchen.

[pie_or_death]

That's the theory. And rooftop beekeeping was kind of our thing.

[samsera]

*looks exhausted and unhappy, but pauses to watch*

...Ned?

[pie_or_death]

Sera. Hi.

[samsera]

New beekeper...?

[pie_or_death]

There's a sudden opening.

[pie_or_death]

Not yet.

[pie_or_death]

She'd be more pissed if the bees died.

[tracknbythenose]

[DOGS CAN'T READ.]

[play_dead]

[HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII FRIEND]

[tracknbythenose]

[OMG DOG. Let us converse in the language of the dogs.

Sniffin ur butt now.]

[play_dead]

[Sniffin ur butt too. don't know if you can tell that Digby is alive-again]

[minetouse]

Eh?

[pie_or_death]

Know anything about bees?

[minetouse]

I'm afraid not.

[pie_or_death]

Too bad.