Esoteric Incantations

[kusuriuri_san]

[There's a brightly painted, flamboyantly dressed man with pointy ears here, carrying an enormous box on his back.]

...Troublesome...

Comments

[bazookasadist]

Oooo...pointy ears....-fascinated-

Are they real?-grin-

[kusuriuri_san]

[responds only with a level staaare, but yes, yes they are]

[bazookasadist]

Ahhhh......that's cool........

Can I poke it?-hopeful-

[kusuriuri_san]

I would appreciate it if you would keep your hands to yourself, samurai-san.

[candyswords]

That looks very heavy. What's in it?

[kusuriuri_san]

That would be, medicine, of course.

[candyswords]

You must be traveling very far to carry so much with you at once.

[kusuriuri_san]

In a manner of speaking. Much farther than intended this time.

[floweryashura]

Um, please excuse me! [bows hastily] A friend of mine is sick, and I want to help him, but all my medical supplies are back at Headquarters.

[kusuriuri_san]

What is the nature of his illness? I have here many different kinds of medicine from around the world.

[floweryashura]

He doesn't remember things. Important things.

[kusuriuri_san]

Memory loss is often the product of a traumatic experience. Perhaps it was more important to him that he forget them.