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[foreshadower]

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[ Shade prefers letters or other sorts of mail, but he can also be contacted through text or voice. ]

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[beneathbluerafters]

[ yeah, it wasn't exactly a well thought-out plan! At least he looks sort of embarrassed about the whole thing. ]

I'm getting rid of the rest of it.

I think I missed out on the pie last year, though. Is that a seasonal thing too?

[foreshadower]

Yes, quite so.

Something about the harvest season normally means spices of these sorts, mulled wine, ciders, that sorts of thing.

I find it all a bit...nostalgic, personally. I remember when this wasn't such a pronounced thing, but simply existed. However...you know how corporations are these days. They love to capitalize on even the smallest thing.

[beneathbluerafters]

It must be because they don't have to harvest the crops themselves anymore. It's all... automatons or something. [ He shrugs and sits down backwards in the nearest chair, folding his arms over the back and resting his chin against them. ] My family wanted me to be a farmer of all things, back home.

[foreshadower]

Good night, could you imagine? How droll that would have to be.

[ Says Shade. The gardener. ]

It's lucky you escaped that life, honestly! I find that it's best left for those who have a passion for it -- or the machines, for your run of the mill necessities.

[beneathbluerafters]

Heavens above, it would have been so boring! [ DRAMATIC TEENAGE EYEROLL. ] Nobody had any passion for anything, and once you died, you'd just be brought back as a Grundy and then you were as good as a machine anyway!

[foreshadower]

Oh? How horrible! [ He actually looked disgusted then. Coming back to life? That sounded like a bit of a bad situation, that. ]

Is that why you left?

[beneathbluerafters]

Among other things. It wasn't exactly much of a future to look forward to.

[foreshadower]

Quite so. We're lucky to have you then here, aren't we?

[beneathbluerafters]

I'm lucky to be out, certainly, but I don't think I'd go that far!

[foreshadower]

No? You don't think we're lucky?

[ A pause. ] Why not?

[beneathbluerafters]

[ A pause, then a shrug. ] I don't think other people would consider themselves lucky. My reputation leaves much to be desired.

[foreshadower]

Then I consider myself lucky!

Perhaps they haven't found a way to understand you, yes? Or are you in a foul temper when I'm around?

[beneathbluerafters]

[ there's a second or two of surprised silence before Klarion just grins. That's one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to him here! ]

Quite the opposite! Thank you though, you're too kind. It's fine though, most people aren't worth the effort anyway.

[foreshadower]

Mm, quite so!

[ He laughed, slightly. ] It's better to find the few that are worth such things, yes?

[beneathbluerafters]

Indeed, and they're well worth keeping around.