Isla
"I'll include a little note in with the books I keep for you at the clinic," Isla assures him with a wink. Given that she's happy to take the current murder mystery novel off his hands, though, he'll be pleased to learn that it's one of her own favourite genres, predictable and disappointing as his current read might be. "And if I get my hands on anything interesting here, I'll send it your way with my recommendations." Book Guild a-go-go?
The Sparkbird's Nest naturally doesn't ring a bell for the Remedy, and she can only guess at the location based on the name. What she does know is that it certainly doesn't seem like a medical clinic, and already her eyebrows are raising behind her glass of punch, unimpressed. "Alright," she says with a dubious look, "well, along with the books, I'll include some of the sedative I can make in powder form - how does that sound? It can pack a punch, though, so be careful."
Because the butcher would never do anything reckless or dangerous or assume he's more in control of something than he is, right?
Right?
The Sparkbird's Nest naturally doesn't ring a bell for the Remedy, and she can only guess at the location based on the name. What she does know is that it certainly doesn't seem like a medical clinic, and already her eyebrows are raising behind her glass of punch, unimpressed. "Alright," she says with a dubious look, "well, along with the books, I'll include some of the sedative I can make in powder form - how does that sound? It can pack a punch, though, so be careful."
Because the butcher would never do anything reckless or dangerous or assume he's more in control of something than he is, right?
Right?
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
