[pcs] molly

[ambiography]

I don't have a shitpost yet

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[ambiography]

-Mollymauk. Here, come in.

[hewwo. she'll go ahead and let him in, gesturing for him to take a seat on the bed. don't mind the arm jar on her desk.]

[headmt]

[He does so? Pulling his feet up to cross his legs. Also immediately looking at the arm jar.]

... Arm jar.

[ambiography]

[it's made out of wood, it looks like? definitely not human person sized either.]

Oh, that-- well. It just didn't seem right to leave it where I'd found it, last week.

[headmt]

[He knows what a dwarf and/or halfling is, fortunately. He doesn't question it too much.]

Which was?

[ambiography]

...it was on our little trip, back there. In one of the last rooms we were in.

[sometimes you're not doing emotionally great at the time and you just bring shit with you.]

[headmt]

[Oh. Right.]

Ah. [...] I saw you come out of that one.

[ambiography]

Then I suppose you know more about how that part of it went than I do.

[given that she was unconscious for most of it.]

[headmt]

[Weeeeeeeeeeell.]

Only a little. Memory's still a bit hazy from that time of the week, I-- don't know if I told you or not. Sort of woke up. Hrm. Empty-headed. A bit. Recovered quickly enough, I suppose.

[ambiography]

[she looks kind of unsettled at that, honestly-- it sounds awfully familiar now.]

-at least those things do seem to be temporary, for the most part. It doesn't make them much easier, but.