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[pianississimo]

I must say, I've never been so grateful to be in neither Magizoology, nor Equestrian Club.

Sorry, Uncle Mordecai.

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[solveforx]

No joke, dude.

[pianississimo]

Let us remain far, far from the stables.

[solveforx]

You got it, boss. My curiosity was sated with a peek and I'm not going there again anytime soon.

[knightly]

This has been a very long week.

[pianississimo]

It has been a very fragrant week.

[jerras]

The smell's tracking even out of the stables though, is the sad reality.

[pianississimo]

Woe is all of us.

[indiefolk]

I feel like this must have some negative effects on our health. Like, is it really better than huffing potion fumes?

[pianississimo]

I'm sure there are some who would vehemently argue in favor of potion fumes.

[guthriegazette]

We are very, very fortunate that I'm the only one in our cabin dragging this smell around with me... which I'm really sorry about, by the way.

[pianississimo]

I forgive you. Just.

[shirtsoptional]

Yeah, there's.. really no bright side here. Feels strange to be missing the usual stink of the stables.

[pianississimo]

The bright side is that it's almost over?

[shirtsoptional]

But how long until the stench fades? I was only there for Equestrian Club, but you may not want to deal with me for awhile.

[pianississimo]

Hmm.

Have you taken a shower?

[shirtsoptional]

Naw, I'm enjoying surrounding myself with squonk stench.



Yeah, of course. But you know they turn into puddles, right? It's probably getting into all the wood and shit in the stables.

[pianississimo]

Then I think I can stand you.

That is...troubling.

[shirtsoptional]

Don't say I didn't warn you.

Yeah, no kidding. We may never be free of them.

[pianississimo]

Where are you? I'll test the theory.

Their...flesh melted into the wood? Disturbing.

[shirtsoptional]

The library. Better not be planning any shenanigans. Ms. Petrichor looks especially sour today.


[...] Okay, when you put it that way.. probably not? At least, I really hope not. Because you're right. That's just disturbing.

[pianississimo]

Yes. I'm going to have nightmares.

[Jacob]

Do you suppose she'll consider me sniffing you a shenanigan?

Isaiah/Jacob

[shirtsoptional]

Depends on if you can keep your hands off me after smelling parfum de squonk. How much willpower do you think you have, huh?

Re: Isaiah/Jacob

[pianississimo]

Well, when you put it that way...

Isaiah/Jacob

[shirtsoptional]

Pretty hard to resist?

Kidding, I swear.

But I can't say the same about the person at the next table. We might want to relocate to somewhere less crowded.



Y'know. For the sake of your nose.

Re: Isaiah/Jacob

[pianississimo]

As long as we don't go to the stables.

Music room might be empty at this time of day.

Isaiah/Jacob

[shirtsoptional]

The stables are 100% off-limits, I swear. ..Probably a good 95% off-limits when they're squonk-free.

Music room could be good. Haven't heard you play lately.

Re: Isaiah/Jacob

[pianississimo]

Meet you there?

Isaiah/Jacob

[shirtsoptional]

Don't have to ask me twice. I'll pack up right now.

Re: Isaiah/Jacob

[pianississimo]

I really, deeply hope that you smell better than you're implying.

Re: Isaiah/Jacob

[pianississimo]

Err. That was meant to be flattering. As in, I'm interested in kissing you, stench be damned. But. It may have lost have something in translation.

Isaiah/Jacob

[shirtsoptional]

Flatterer. You

Lucky for you, I'm interested in kissing you too. And I probably smell better than I'm implying.

Re: Isaiah/Jacob

[pianississimo]

Oh thank Merlin.