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*Valentine* · 03-27-2016, 07:35 PM

With delight befitting someone a third his age Valentine lifted the stick higher and watched the gummy trail of tar thin out before he dropped the end of the stick back into the pit. He stretched forward on tip toes to drive the stick in deeper in search of things the tar had claimed. With tar alone the stick had been burdened considerably so he didn't have much confidence in its ability to fish something out, but why not try? Perhaps he'd get lucky.

Just as he pulled the empty stick free a second time Valentine spied the woman across the pit. Naturally her gaze was drawn to the tar that dribbled back into the pit. "What is that stuff?" Being careful not to slop any of the smelly substance on himself, Valentine slowly lowered the stick to the ground so he could speak. He might have been able to speak around it, but he didn't want to chance accidentally flicking the stuff on himself. With vivid clarity he remembered just how much of a pain removing that stuff from fur could be. "It's called tar," he said simply. "Don't get too close. The edges crumble easily and once you're in, you're in."

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