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[profeseed]

*Ahhh, the end of July. The days are long and hot, and winter is but a distant memory....*

Ah, I understand your feelings, but if you try to grow on me it makes it a little hard to move....

*...except for that one certain pesky plant that still stubbornly insists on making one last stand before vanishing once again until December*

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[prettybanchou]

[ oh

shit

danger senses are on fire ]

[gaybatbanchou]

[Leaning against a wall, SEXFULLY]

Hey.

[prettybanchou]

[ *like a slimy creep, you mean ]

... hello.

[gaybatbanchou]

[for sure]

So, what do you know about this stuff?

[prettybanchou]

[ ??? ]

What "stuff?"

[gaybatbanchou]

[Points to a clump hanging off a nearby roof]

Obligate hemi-parasitic plants.

[prettybanchou]

Do they breathe fire? I saw some that did.

[gaybatbanchou]

Not usually.

[prettybanchou]

[ okay... then... ]

Is this going to end with you laughing? There's no other reason you would show up suddenly.

[gaybatbanchou]

Why so serious, Touya papa?

[Steps forward]

[prettybanchou]

One of us has to be.

[gaybatbanchou]

Does only one of us have to do basic research about this place?

[prettybanchou]

What are you getting at?

[gaybatbanchou]

Mistletoe is one of the most widespread Camp playthings and you don't know anything about it?

That's just sad.

[prettybanchou]

If I haven't, then apparently nobody wants to talk about it.

[gaybatbanchou]

Look around, Iai Banchou. Their mouths are busy.