☥ 2nd. {audio}

[quiesquietis]

Dear City citizens

Comments

[justcautious]

It don't work. Tried before when this was just 'appenin' to me mate Ray an' I've tried everythin' I can think of now.

[quiesquietis]

I was really hoping someone would--I don't know, appear with a magic smoking wand? But you're in the same boat?

[justcautious]

Yeah. Jus' got back yesterday, too. Some welcome.

[quiesquietis]

I'm new, myself--it really is.

But I forget my manners, I should ask your name?

[spiritofsorrow]

Perhaps the City is telling you to quit? Cigarette smoke has always smelled so choking to me, although I know many who enjoy smoking. I can't quite understand it, and it causes such horrible coughs in people when they get older, it seems.

[quiesquietis]

This is a cruel way to get people to try to quit an addiction--and it is a bad habit, I know, but it's a habit I have, and I'd really like to have my cigarettes now.

[worksmart]

We don't actually do nicotine IVs. Sorry.

[quiesquietis]

Why not?

[worksmart]

Because pumping poison directly into your bloodstream is something we save for extreme cases.

[quiesquietis]

[A quite long pause.]

...I would characterize this as extreme circumstances.

[byweavinglives]

Problem?

[quiesquietis]

Yes, I can't get to my cigarettes--I guess this must be my first curse.

[byweavinglives]

Yes, I suspect it is. Have you tried a nicotine patch?

[quiesquietis]

None of them would stick. It's--well, it's very distressing.

[adamantined]

Remember what I said about some curses being worse than others? On the bright side, it only lasts until midnight.

[quiesquietis]

But Miss Claire, I must whine and complain and be a general pain in the neck-- [It looks like someone found her sense of humor, finally.]

At midnight I'm just going to set my lungs on fire, though.

[adamantined]

I'm pretty sure that's a stereotype of smokers without cigarettes everywhere, so at least you're not alone in that. The complaining thing, not the... setting your lungs on fire thing.

[quiesquietis]

I mean that metaphorically...probably, who knows how I'll actually feel at midnight. Oh, well. If there's really nothing to be done for it I guess I'll just be grateful my cigarettes didn't bite me, for example.