Quest 184

[primrosella]

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[playstheblues]

I hope you don't plan on eating fallen lemon cakes off the ground.

[primrosella]

Oh, no, I certainly don't. I didn't eat any of the cakes that fell from the sky yesterday, actually. It was tempting, but not tempting enough to risk whatever consequences might've come of it.

[playstheblues]

...well then you can be cross with me.

[primrosella]

Why would I be cross with you? Did you eat them, yourself?

[misterblackbird]

I didn't notice if there were any lemon cakes yesterday, but it is curious that you'd mention lemon cakes, given how much Adrastus is fond of them.

[primrosella]

That was rather what I was thinking of, yes. That bad thing we were all expecting still hasn't seemed to arrive, and then yesterday it rained cake--and that's what he likes best, isn't it?

[misterblackbird]

I think I see the pattern you've seen, now that you put it together like that.

[primrosella]

And when you consider that it's been just about a year now since the day his mother came here...well, it all rather adds up, and not in a way I'd like it to.

[horrible_penny]

I saw carrot cake, fruitcake, chocolate, white, marble, red velvet, something green... pretty much everything except for lemon cake. Did you want to stock up on lemon cake for that one--who was it? The thing you said came to the City a while ago?

[primrosella]

Adrastus, yes. And I think saving up some lemon cake might be a rather wise idea in the coming days, even if none of it fell from the sky.

It was just this time last year that the hair monster attacked. It'll be a year this month, if my count is correct.

[horrible_penny]

It's weird, but I hardly even remember all of that. That was my first weekend here that that happened, I think, and there was so much to take in that the hair everywhere just seemed... normal? Not normal, but not more unusual than everything else.

[primrosella]

Your first weekend here? Goodness, then you must be coming up on your anniversary soon, aren't you?

[OOC: Before I forget (again), is it cool with you to assume that Rudy's been sleeping in the Welcome Center the past few days? He's still homeless at the moment. :( ]

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[a_silent_due]

Or maybe it's bloody rain, and it's just pouring.

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[primrosella]

Blood! It's not really raining blood out now, is it?

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[a_silent_due]

No, it's - it's just a word.

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[primrosella]

Oh. Well, goodness, what a relief to hear that.

[voice]

[tainted_loyalty]

Miss Rosella, it is a pleasure to hear from you again.

This rain does seem more preferable and natural as compared to the previous one. I believe I don't much mind it. Rain is frequent in England, and I should say I am... perhaps not fond of, but rather used to it.

[voice]

[primrosella]

Oh, hello, Riff! It's very nice to hear from you, too. And how are you today, may I ask?

It's a bit strange to see rain like this around here, I must say. With summer on the way, there's always the chance it might turn to snow, or something equally ridiculous.

[voice]

[tainted_loyalty]

I am doing well, thank you, miss.

[a soft laugh]

I should hope it's only something as ridiculous as snow and not quite so odd as cakes or--as Lord Cain suggested--ovens. I imagine that would be dreadful.

[voice]

[primrosella]

I ought to warn you, Riff, one of these days I intend to convince you to simply call me Rosella.

[And she's clearly amused by the thought, too.]

Oh, yes, raining ovens would be rather a mess, wouldn't it? I've heard it once rained cats and dogs before--real cats and real dogs, that is--but that was long before I ever came here, I think. I certainly don't remember it, myself.