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He has no idea how to set up a private custom message, so you're just gonna have to deal.]
He has no idea how to set up a private custom message, so you're just gonna have to deal.]
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Nerdy motherfucker that he is.
PLANTS PLANTS PLAAAANTS]
... There's one thing I wouldn't mind doing.
[that angel hoodoo you do]
This is the kinda' thing I envied. During that screwy God event.
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[Inias gently curls his fingers around the plants before plucking them up, examining them curiously before turning to Sam with a faint smile.]
It is a good gift to have.
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[Sam can't help but be a little jealous. All of his 'gifts' are courtesy of hellfire and evil. He tries not to dwell on it, but the God event brings up some pretty sad thoughts. He refocuses on the plants instead.]
What's this?
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[Inias offers a thin smile.]
I believe you call it 'fennel'.
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[Pause.]
It also assists with coughing.
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