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Post by Ramulus on May 14, 2009 3:39:51 GMT -5
If she wanted to tell him, wouldn't she have done so? So concluding as how she didn't, he's not going to ask.
"Alright, I'll leave it up to you then" Considering that Botanica would probably have a better way with words, Ramulus has to admit that it's the only option he really has. Well, no use resisting anything then. ".......Haven't experienced something similar when consuming organic resources, but indeed, better be safe than sorry; I'll be carefull with it"
"Was there anything else that you wanted to discuss with me?" he eventually inquires.
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Shanodin
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The Chamberlain, Her Chivalrous Immensity, Lady Botanica. The Unyielding Vanquisher of Weed Killer
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Post by Shanodin on May 14, 2009 10:50:01 GMT -5
Botanica considers, "No, nothing specific at the moment. It was your earlier display which prompted me to ask for this little meeting in the first place, and that issue has been more or less covered."
She props her chin in one hand and turns the question back around, "If there anything you feel the need to ask me, either about our current situation, or my reality?"
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Post by Ramulus on May 17, 2009 11:02:29 GMT -5
"No, not really" Ramulus shrugs, "If I do.... well, you're going to know" he smiles.
"Let me know if you have need of me, or when bots expect me to let them have a look at my spark holding components... I'll leave you to your garden now" He begins to set to the edge of the clearing.
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The Chamberlain, Her Chivalrous Immensity, Lady Botanica. The Unyielding Vanquisher of Weed Killer
This is NOT her field of dreams
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Post by Shanodin on May 17, 2009 21:53:10 GMT -5
"Very well. Take care of yourself, Ramulus."
Botanica watches the ibex leave, a thoughtful frown on her face. Too much to do, and not enough time to do it. Too many to worry over. She stands and transforms back to plant mode, then heads back to her workstation.
OOC: Ding! Fries are done!
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