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Kuroki · 10-17-2021, 02:02 PM

Bla bla bla, Fable could waffle on till her jaw ached and her tongue dried up. Kuroki still wasn't convinced. Nothing about any of these weird goings-on was sane or right, what made her think that normal medicine was gonna do a lick of good? He really hated being a buzz kill, least of all liked telling people what to do or how to live their lives, but this? Nuh uh.

Stepping over to a cluster of mushrooms Kuroki yet again raised a paw in thought, his black eyes following the curve of his talons as he considered. Quiet and contemplative. Suddenly and with no warning he slashed at one, slicing it right down the centre. He sort of expected some level of resistance, like it would meld back together just to spite him, but nope. It just flopped, shredded without a fight. So naturally he had to stomp it into the ground, smush and grind it under foot till it was a nasty, inedible paste.

"Well good luck with that then. Shame there won't be any left for you to use. "

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