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[asar_suti]

Asar-Suti is sitting near the back door, dejected, unhappy, and covered in nameless goo.-

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[gil_whimple]

Gil steps out for a few moments to dump a load of vegetable peelings in the composting bin and he sniffs then looks round and notices Suti.

"What?" he says, "Happened - to - you."

He is talking behind muffling hands since his mun has decided the nameless goo is stinky - Sorry, Soots, but there it is.

[asar_suti]

"Gil!" Asar-Suti says, looking up. "Those dreadful plants growing over everything got me, and those revolting little magic-resistant dough slugs. I think my garden is finished, underneath all that jungle."

[gil_whimple]

"That's just dreadful," Gil says. "Hasn't anyone got any idea how to get rid of them?"

[asar_suti]

"They're looking for psychics now," Asar-Suti says, wiping smelly goo off his face. "I hope that helps. There's a notice. But I'm not a psychic, I'm a god, and I'm just bloody useless here!"

He hangs his head.

"My garden is ruined, and I can't do a thing -- so what if I'm really a Dark God of Awesome Powers? These vermin just laugh at me!"

[talkback]

Chase has moved onto plan B.

So he deposits a few buckets full of uprooted plants a little way from Asar-Suti, grabs some more buckets and goes back in.

If you can't get rid of the villain, it's time to try evacuation...

[asar_suti]

"What are you doing?" Asar-Suti asks, looking up.

[talkback]

Chase stops when he brings his next buckets out, also full of uprooted plants. There's already a fair stack of buckets in his pile.

"Sorry boss, I couldn't kill the jungle thing." he says, putting the buckets down. "So I've been uprooting all the plants I can to try and keep them alive."

[asar_suti]

Asar-Suti gets to his feet.

"Some of them won't survive it," he says, "but the jungle would kill them all. We might try and salvage the rose bushes, cut them back when the flowers die -- which they will! -- and then plant them again next year. You're right -- nothing else to be done!"