ITP: Even more misteltoe

[waylaidvagrant]

[Out in the cornfields, an odd little chess-piece man man is busy removing strange weeds that have recently started appearing on his beloved cornstalks... Unfortunately, most of the plants he tosses out of the field are ending up on walkways perilously close to the center of camp. Have fun with that.]

((mingle and smooch!))

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[waylaidvagrant]

[You cannot believe the nerve of these pesky plants, draining the life from your beloved corn citizens. You continue your weeding frenzy.]

[misswexler]

[shakes some mistletoe out of her coat, startled] Hey -

[waylaidvagrant]

[You look up at the call and wave. Perhaps this person is impressed by your impressive gardening skills.]

[misswexler]

[she returns a small wave, amused] Shouldn't you be more careful about that?

[waylaidvagrant]

[You simply shrug in reply. Why would you need to be careful with weeds that you are trying to rid yourself of?]

[misswexler]

Why are you throwing mistletoe at people? [gardening, is this gardening?]

[waylaidvagrant]

[Throwing things at people? Surely you would not do something so crass! You step out of the field while you boot up your computing device to clear this matter up]

>i offer you a polite apology.
>i did not intend to use these weeds as projectiles.
>merely to remove them from corn town.

[misswexler]

[she follows you to peer over your shoulder] Apology accepted.

Corn town?

[waylaidvagrant]

>yes, corn town.
>i am the mayor.
>i must care for my citizens.

[You draw closer to her unconsciously...]

[misswexler]

Wow. Somebody in camp has a sense of civic responsibility. That's refreshing.

[possibly you should have been more careful about your weeding, because there's some mistletoe helpfully and inconspicuously snagged in her hair]

[waylaidvagrant]

>yes, upholding democracy is a most important job.
>i also hope to educate some of camp's more unruly citizens.

[Goodness, you have gotten one of that foul flora into this nice young lady's hair! I take a few steps closer to attempt to remove it and also to satisfy some inexplicable subconscious urge.]

[misswexler]

You don't set your goals low, I see.

[what a thoughtful tidying effort! she ducks her head to look at what you've removed] Ooops.

[waylaidvagrant]

>my apologies again.
>some of this weed was in your strange human hair.

[misswexler]

No kidding. [she laughs] You don't have anything to apologize for, don't worry.

[waylaidvagrant]

[The task is complete, yet you find yourself awkwardly lingering in silence. What's the deal?]

[misswexler]

[caroline is a pro at weathering awkward silences but there's a conspicuous waiting quality to this one that leads to her wracking her brains for that half-remembered wisdom about mistletoe...]

Oh, right. [she tries leaning back. it doesn't quite work out]