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[curseshit]

Rough day, eh? Time to head home to your loving spouse or to the inn to meet with your best mates. Anyway, the day is done. It was a long one too so make you sure you have a good night's rest because tomorrow is not going to be any easier. The duke wants the town to look absolutely perfect for the festival.

If you don't feel like sleeping just yet I hear the inn is running a small darts tournament. The food is bad and the rooms are small, but at least the alcohol is good. Apple cider all around!

[ mission: so about that curse! in order to break out of your curse you'll be needing three triggers or one big one. more information & examples here. hold your horses though, you aren't supposed to break free in just one night. ]

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[cabineyes]

[ tell me about it. that bitch is hard to kill. ]

[ slides to her table with a bottle of apple cider. ]

This seat free?

[crotchbite]

[ looks up from the new bill. damn this duke is cray. if he wasn't so charismatic she'd hate him ]

Go ahead.

[cabineyes]

[ sets the bottle on the table and takes a seat. ]

Judging by the look on your pretty face I'd say that's another bill.

[ he wouldn't usually pay this shit but if it's for the village and the duke... dismisses the thought of ignoring the bill because it just doesn't sit right somehow. ]

[crotchbite]

Oh, Jacob, you and your flattery. [ fake smiles at him

taps the bill against the table and hands it over so he can see it ]

But, yes, it's another bill.

[cabineyes]

[ takes it but doesn't even look at it properly before putting it back on the table. it doesn't hurt so much when he doesn't look at it. rolls his eyes. yeah whatever. ]

Is there anything else? Losing money makes my head ache. I heard there are some problems with the upcoming wedding.

[crotchbite]

[ leans her chin on the back her hand while watching him ]

We have that in common. [ arches eyebrows up ] Is there?

[cabineyes]

Oh, you know, the usual. Both grooms are too shy for their own good and..

[ lowers his voice and leans forward over the table so she can hear. ]

there's talk that it's an arranged marriage. Tricky business that.

[crotchbite]

[ doesn't move when he leans in, but she does look him dead in the eye when he talks. can't help a little smile at that. an arranged marriage is no different from her own marriage. it's just Useful marriage. the not-dead bitch can die for all she cares ha ha ]

You don't say. [ not very surprised ] How gossipy of you. Just who have you been talking to?

[cabineyes]

[ shh deep inside you love her. leans back on his chair. ]

I always have a little chat with Blind Marge when she pops in. Lovely little lady, isn't she?

[ and a huge pain the ass. ]

[crotchbite]

[ no she really doesn't it's a sham all these marriages are a Sham ]

Your definition of lovely is honestly screwed up. [ smiles at him. why does he always feel so familiar he's just a poor merchant's spouse. thieving merchant's spouse. ] Arranged marriage or not, it's still going to happen. Sergei isn't pulling out at the last minute.

[cabineyes]

[ well speak for yourself, his marriage is truly based on true love!! ]

Would you like to bet on it?

To me he looks like he's planning a runner. A skeevy lad.

[ not that they talk much but it's just a feeling he has. ]

[crotchbite]

[ yours is totally true love yep ]

What a foul thing to say, Mr. Joy. That's how rumours start.

[cabineyes]

These rumours have been flying around for a while. I have nothing to do with them.

[ it was all blind marge. ]

So, has the clinic been busy?

[crotchbite]

A rumour can't start alone. [ takes the bill again and folds it to put it in her white coat ]

As much as you'd expect. [ with a town packed with idiots it's busy yes. ] How is your husband's business.

[cabineyes]

To be honest it could be better.

You wouldn't be in need of a gun, would you, love? We got a whole lot of them last week, who knows from where. If you happen to receive any difficult customers... Oh, I guess the sheriff wouldn't like that.

[ please buy something they're broke. ]

[crotchbite]

A gun? Why would the town's doctor need a gun?

[ arches eyebrows up. she can't even shoot can she. idk. she likes guns but she never used one


OR DID SHE ]

[cabineyes]

[ we just don't know. ]

There are some brand new swords too if the scalpels prove too ineffiecent for you.

[crotchbite]

My scalpels are perfectly fine, Jacob.

[ crosses her hands over the table, entwining her fingers ]

But if you're that desperate for some money, I can buy one or two. Think of it as a favour you'll owe me later.

[cabineyes]

I'd be most grateful for your help, love. And I bet Paul would be too.

If you want we can go take a look at them right now, the store is still open.

[ selling the swords is going to be much easier than the guns. who needs a gun? especially a weird one. ]

[crotchbite]

[ glances at the town big ben clock or whatever and nods ]

I have time before my next appointment. [ gets up, sliding her hands in the white doctor coat ] Come on, then.

[cabineyes]

You have appointments this late?

[ finishes his drink and gets up too. winks at rita as they leave the inn. ]

[crotchbite]

[ should you flirt so much when your true love marriage is what's holding this town together (it isn't.) ]

Personal appointment. [ smiles at him ] It's not just the mayor that keeps busy.

[cabineyes]

Personal? You don't say.

[ yeah you do keep busy. smirks to himself. ]

What kind of, ah, an appointment does this happen to be? Someone having trouble with falling asleep?

[crotchbite]

[ smiles sweetly and speaks like a venomous snake: ]

It's none of your business, Jacob.

[cabineyes]

Quite right, dear, quite right.

[ if it's so scandalous... ]