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[curseshit]

The rain stops eventually and you find yourself in a forest much younger than the one you just walked through. The moss is nearly gone and the sun shines through the branches.

They're not just any other trees. They're apple trees! Cute, right? Judging by the (somewhat) straight lines someone planted them. Underneath the trees you find baskets full of freshly-picked apples and since you can hear voices, the people who picked them aren't that far away. The map isn't showing any tracks of your next destination yet, so you might as well ask if they know of a B&B nearby.

[ mission: inspect the voices. ]

Comments

[recurred]

[but magic is tricky and more or less passive aggressive from experience.]

[follows along as people go ahead to scooby]

Then again they're just apples.

[cabineyes]

Damn fine apples.

[ seriously they're tasty. ]

[recurred]

You'd better pace yourself.

[wouldn't want you to choke]

[cabineyes]

[ oh are we just pretending nothing happened. fine. ]

[ smiles at her and reaches for another apple. ]

[recurred]

[would you rather it be awkward]

[raises eyebrows at him. i know what you're up to. and moves along]

[cabineyes]

[ awkward would be good. ]

[ watches her go. make up your mind clara. ]