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#54327 Mar 20, 2024
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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

Phoenix walks in noticing all the drugs. He whistles, impressed.

Ede waves, grinning. "Hiya there!" He says "Welcome to Bellflower's."

"Hey...question for ya. Got anything that helps you go to sleep?"

"Hm.. Indica Buds can help but Chamomile, Lavender, and Mint tea can help as well. Melatonin can help as well but it's a bit harder to process." He explained and scratched under the cats chin. "I have a few hallucinogenics that can help with sleep but unfortunately I feel that might not be best for you."

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

*this may prove devastating*

A thri-kreen, looking very unwell and tired, leans against the exterior wall.

The man pokes his head out, smiling. "Hey there? You okie dokie?"

The thri-kreen shakes its head. On closer inspection, its carapace joints look brittle, its mouthparts are set low, and its antennae are tucked back.

He thinks for a minute before disappearing. He comes back seconds later with a cup of tea. "Chamomile.. dried it myself."

<I’m alright. Don’t trouble yourself.>

He chuckles "I didn't. This is me doing something I like. I like helping out people."

<Yeah? I’m 11 years old and I‘m more jaded than you. Ain’t no help you can give me now.>

"I can try." He beams and places the tea in their hands.

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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*I am mentally dying so imma use my comfy bois*

Ani is reading on the roof

Rory is preaching per usual

The masked figure is strolling around town, seeming to enjoy the quiet and slightly warm weather

*Description of Rory?*

Ihtros waves to the masked one, floating over

*rory is my little preacher, he has pale skin, blonde messy hair, and wears white priestess robes that are a little too big. He also has a blindfold on*

They look at him, tilting their head

*right, I keep forgetting* Greg claps at the end of their sermon

You alright?

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*I am mentally dying so imma use my comfy bois*

Ani is reading on the roof

Rory is preaching per usual

The masked figure is strolling around town, seeming to enjoy the quiet and slightly warm weather

*Description of Rory?*

Ihtros waves to the masked one, floating over

*rory is my little preacher, he has pale skin, blonde messy hair, and wears white priestess robes that are a little too big. He also has a blindfold on*

They look at him, tilting their head

*right, I keep forgetting* Greg claps at the end of their sermon

You alright?

They smiles and wish everyone a good day as people mill about

They nod, softly speaking, "I am well."

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

Phoenix walks in noticing all the drugs. He whistles, impressed.

Ede waves, grinning. "Hiya there!" He says "Welcome to Bellflower's."

"Hey...question for ya. Got anything that helps you go to sleep?"

"Hm.. Indica Buds can help but Chamomile, Lavender, and Mint tea can help as well. Melatonin can help as well but it's a bit harder to process." He explained and scratched under the cats chin. "I have a few hallucinogenics that can help with sleep but unfortunately I feel that might not be best for you."

"its, ah, not for me." he mumbles

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The place we were last grew too warm. We feel a sense of imbalance here.

What makes the sense of imbalance exist here?

I do not know. Crime seems to fester here. Perhaps in secret, but it is there.

Mmm... I see. You some form of detective?

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

Phoenix walks in noticing all the drugs. He whistles, impressed.

Ede waves, grinning. "Hiya there!" He says "Welcome to Bellflower's."

"Hey...question for ya. Got anything that helps you go to sleep?"

"Hm.. Indica Buds can help but Chamomile, Lavender, and Mint tea can help as well. Melatonin can help as well but it's a bit harder to process." He explained and scratched under the cats chin. "I have a few hallucinogenics that can help with sleep but unfortunately I feel that might not be best for you."

"its, ah, not for me." he mumbles

He chuckles "How bad are the nights?"

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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A large, older woman dressed in heavy furs walks past. She carries a pot with a lid and ladle in one hand and drags a bag of what sounds like bones in the other. She is continuously chewing something and has the kind of wrinkles that make one think she smiles often.

*Raphael would probably recognize that she's infected with some sort of magical disease.*

Raphael walks over to them, smiling to them. "Are you alright, miss?"

She has what seems to be an aura of pestilence that only Raphael can detect. She looks down to see the little "halfling." She smiles back. "Oh, no, I'm just out catching rabbits." She lifts the bag, causing it to rattle. "How about you?"

Raphael uses their solar healing touch on them

"I am alright. Time has been strange for me lately, for some reason."

She falls to her knees, a faint sound of pain exiting her lips as her black hair falls in front of her face. The disease begins to rapidly come back as she slowly stands back up. "Whoo! Nearly got me there! You're a good healer." She chuckles, still clearly in pain.

Raphael raises an eyebrow

*Detect good and evil, and truesight*

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

*this may prove devastating*

A thri-kreen, looking very unwell and tired, leans against the exterior wall.

The man pokes his head out, smiling. "Hey there? You okie dokie?"

The thri-kreen shakes its head. On closer inspection, its carapace joints look brittle, its mouthparts are set low, and its antennae are tucked back.

He thinks for a minute before disappearing. He comes back seconds later with a cup of tea. "Chamomile.. dried it myself."

<I’m alright. Don’t trouble yourself.>

He chuckles "I didn't. This is me doing something I like. I like helping out people."

<Yeah? I’m 11 years old and I‘m more jaded than you. Ain’t no help you can give me now.>

"I can try." He beams and places the tea in their hands.

It takes the cup, its greater hands shaking violently. They take a few sips and manage to only spill a few drops. <Th-thanks.>

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

*this may prove devastating*

A thri-kreen, looking very unwell and tired, leans against the exterior wall.

The man pokes his head out, smiling. "Hey there? You okie dokie?"

The thri-kreen shakes its head. On closer inspection, its carapace joints look brittle, its mouthparts are set low, and its antennae are tucked back.

He thinks for a minute before disappearing. He comes back seconds later with a cup of tea. "Chamomile.. dried it myself."

<I’m alright. Don’t trouble yourself.>

He chuckles "I didn't. This is me doing something I like. I like helping out people."

<Yeah? I’m 11 years old and I‘m more jaded than you. Ain’t no help you can give me now.>

"I can try." He beams and places the tea in their hands.

It takes the cup, its greater hands shaking violently. They take a few sips and manage to only spill a few drops. <Th-thanks.>

He beams again and picks up his cat, scratching its chin. "What's your name?"

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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙

𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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The place we were last grew too warm. We feel a sense of imbalance here.

What makes the sense of imbalance exist here?

We do not know. Crime seems to fester here. Perhaps in secret, but it is there.

Mmm... I see. You some form of detective?

Yes. Catching bullets and throwing them back is a very useful skill to have in our line of work.

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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

*this may prove devastating*

A thri-kreen, looking very unwell and tired, leans against the exterior wall.

The man pokes his head out, smiling. "Hey there? You okie dokie?"

The thri-kreen shakes its head. On closer inspection, its carapace joints look brittle, its mouthparts are set low, and its antennae are tucked back.

He thinks for a minute before disappearing. He comes back seconds later with a cup of tea. "Chamomile.. dried it myself."

<I’m alright. Don’t trouble yourself.>

He chuckles "I didn't. This is me doing something I like. I like helping out people."

<Yeah? I’m 11 years old and I‘m more jaded than you. Ain’t no help you can give me now.>

"I can try." He beams and places the tea in their hands.

It takes the cup, its greater hands shaking violently. They take a few sips and manage to only spill a few drops. <Th-thanks.>

He beams again and picks up his cat, scratching its chin. "What's your name?"

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*Detect good and evil, and truesight*

*Truesight reveals nothing, but Detect Evil and Good presents an interesting discovery: her entire microbiome is aberrant in nature, and the contents of her stomach include all sorts of creatures. She, somehow, is not anything particularly special creature-type wise.*

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

Phoenix walks in noticing all the drugs. He whistles, impressed.

Ede waves, grinning. "Hiya there!" He says "Welcome to Bellflower's."

"Hey...question for ya. Got anything that helps you go to sleep?"

"Hm.. Indica Buds can help but Chamomile, Lavender, and Mint tea can help as well. Melatonin can help as well but it's a bit harder to process." He explained and scratched under the cats chin. "I have a few hallucinogenics that can help with sleep but unfortunately I feel that might not be best for you."

"its, ah, not for me." he mumbles

He chuckles "How bad are the nights?"

"Well he doesn't sleep. Im worried about him."

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

*this may prove devastating*

A thri-kreen, looking very unwell and tired, leans against the exterior wall.

The man pokes his head out, smiling. "Hey there? You okie dokie?"

The thri-kreen shakes its head. On closer inspection, its carapace joints look brittle, its mouthparts are set low, and its antennae are tucked back.

He thinks for a minute before disappearing. He comes back seconds later with a cup of tea. "Chamomile.. dried it myself."

<I’m alright. Don’t trouble yourself.>

He chuckles "I didn't. This is me doing something I like. I like helping out people."

<Yeah? I’m 11 years old and I‘m more jaded than you. Ain’t no help you can give me now.>

"I can try." He beams and places the tea in their hands.

It takes the cup, its greater hands shaking violently. They take a few sips and manage to only spill a few drops. <Th-thanks.>

He beams again and picks up his cat, scratching its chin. "What's your name?"

<Pch’Ptah’Krk’Arrik’Mullalu’Suphet’Soleop’Hron’Dun’Dnnah’Mullalu’Ekkik’Esijet’Phi’Porad’Ptah’Onaku’Oyattnak’Sesok’Sezitsk’Asre’Asunnah’Gollianit’Ghotwa’Swir’Sawaca’Trionnak’Truol’Obojk’Onero’Piscal’Jethor’Unnit’Naiun’Opollok’Wetos’Miostu’Attrah’Duoph’Hiso’Erovi’Kothos’Nerephos’Equaw’Withwau’Hikaz’Ellekgh’Dothëi’Biquanat’Elkniwadt’Nipot’Huwet’Alnichi’Dionna’Gasuto’Sutando’Tiarot’Liashi’Tesunys’Tiytuhn’Oeaw’Gwepher’Valizk’Coframa’Clex’Clatit’Innana’Enkij’Juronna’Leimo’Ofirran’Muhadt’Thoss’Ahand’Purot’Ptah’Sototec’Ptah’Ignashu’Glassut’Duvanga’Tarqil’Ptah’Etoysc’Vengi’Ptah.>

"What a mouthful." He chuckles lightly "Got a nickname so I don't sprain my tongue everytime I say it?" He asks.

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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

*this may prove devastating*

A thri-kreen, looking very unwell and tired, leans against the exterior wall.

The man pokes his head out, smiling. "Hey there? You okie dokie?"

The thri-kreen shakes its head. On closer inspection, its carapace joints look brittle, its mouthparts are set low, and its antennae are tucked back.

He thinks for a minute before disappearing. He comes back seconds later with a cup of tea. "Chamomile.. dried it myself."

<I’m alright. Don’t trouble yourself.>

He chuckles "I didn't. This is me doing something I like. I like helping out people."

<Yeah? I’m 11 years old and I‘m more jaded than you. Ain’t no help you can give me now.>

"I can try." He beams and places the tea in their hands.

It takes the cup, its greater hands shaking violently. They take a few sips and manage to only spill a few drops. <Th-thanks.>

He beams again and picks up his cat, scratching its chin. "What's your name?"

<Pch’Ptah’Krk’Arrik’Mullalu’Suphet’Soleop’Hron’Dun’Dnnah’Mullalu’Ekkik’Esijet’Phi’Porad’Ptah’Onaku’Oyattnak’Sesok’Sezitsk’Asre’Asunnah’Gollianit’Ghotwa’Swir’Sawaca’Trionnak’Truol’Obojk’Onero’Piscal’Jethor’Unnit’Naiun’Opollok’Wetos’Miostu’Attrah’Duoph’Hiso’Erovi’Kothos’Nerephos’Equaw’Withwau’Hikaz’Ellekgh’Dothëi’Biquanat’Elkniwadt’Nipot’Huwet’Alnichi’Dionna’Gasuto’Sutando’Tiarot’Liashi’Tesunys’Tiytuhn’Oeaw’Gwepher’Valizk’Coframa’Clex’Clatit’Innana’Enkij’Juronna’Leimo’Ofirran’Muhadt’Thoss’Ahand’Purot’Ptah’Sototec’Ptah’Ignashu’Glassut’Duvanga’Tarqil’Ptah’Etoysc’Vengi’Ptah.>

"What a mouthful." He chuckles lightly "Got a nickname so I don't sprain my tongue everytime I say it?" He asks.

<Pch’Ptah. You?>

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

Phoenix walks in noticing all the drugs. He whistles, impressed.

Ede waves, grinning. "Hiya there!" He says "Welcome to Bellflower's."

"Hey...question for ya. Got anything that helps you go to sleep?"

"Hm.. Indica Buds can help but Chamomile, Lavender, and Mint tea can help as well. Melatonin can help as well but it's a bit harder to process." He explained and scratched under the cats chin. "I have a few hallucinogenics that can help with sleep but unfortunately I feel that might not be best for you."

"its, ah, not for me." he mumbles

He chuckles "How bad are the nights?"

"Well he doesn't sleep. Im worried about him."

"Ah, straight out insomnia and/or just not wanting to sleep. Well, first, if you are giving it to him, you need consent. Can't just drug someone because they won't sleep, it has to be their choice." He chuckles "Your doing something nice, I can tell. I'll give you an starter set for Insomnia and you can give it to him, let him do what he wishes with it."

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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

*this may prove devastating*

A thri-kreen, looking very unwell and tired, leans against the exterior wall.

The man pokes his head out, smiling. "Hey there? You okie dokie?"

The thri-kreen shakes its head. On closer inspection, its carapace joints look brittle, its mouthparts are set low, and its antennae are tucked back.

He thinks for a minute before disappearing. He comes back seconds later with a cup of tea. "Chamomile.. dried it myself."

<I’m alright. Don’t trouble yourself.>

He chuckles "I didn't. This is me doing something I like. I like helping out people."

<Yeah? I’m 11 years old and I‘m more jaded than you. Ain’t no help you can give me now.>

"I can try." He beams and places the tea in their hands.

It takes the cup, its greater hands shaking violently. They take a few sips and manage to only spill a few drops. <Th-thanks.>

He beams again and picks up his cat, scratching its chin. "What's your name?"

<Pch’Ptah’Krk’Arrik’Mullalu’Suphet’Soleop’Hron’Dun’Dnnah’Mullalu’Ekkik’Esijet’Phi’Porad’Ptah’Onaku’Oyattnak’Sesok’Sezitsk’Asre’Asunnah’Gollianit’Ghotwa’Swir’Sawaca’Trionnak’Truol’Obojk’Onero’Piscal’Jethor’Unnit’Naiun’Opollok’Wetos’Miostu’Attrah’Duoph’Hiso’Erovi’Kothos’Nerephos’Equaw’Withwau’Hikaz’Ellekgh’Dothëi’Biquanat’Elkniwadt’Nipot’Huwet’Alnichi’Dionna’Gasuto’Sutando’Tiarot’Liashi’Tesunys’Tiytuhn’Oeaw’Gwepher’Valizk’Coframa’Clex’Clatit’Innana’Enkij’Juronna’Leimo’Ofirran’Muhadt’Thoss’Ahand’Purot’Ptah’Sototec’Ptah’Ignashu’Glassut’Duvanga’Tarqil’Ptah’Etoysc’Vengi’Ptah.>

"What a mouthful." He chuckles lightly "Got a nickname so I don't sprain my tongue everytime I say it?" He asks.

<Pch’Ptah. You?>

"Edward.. But I go by Ede." He smiled "You feeling better?"

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𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

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The smell of indica buds waft through the air and leads to the open screen door of a apothecary shop. Inside smells of many different herbs but also of strains of marijuana that grow in little decorative pots alongside the large bay window. The walls are lined with bottles and vials of herbal medication and dried flowers for other use. A young man stands behind the counter, a grin plastered on his face.

He has very pale skin that is tinted green, short hair that is colored green by mildew and moss, unfocused eyes that have dark circles around them, and blunt teeth in his mouth. He stand about 5'8 and is a bit on the chubby side. His good nature however makes up for it.

He stubs out a blunt that is between his fingers on a cat-shaped ashtray. A real cat, short black fur and stubby tail, sits on the checkout countertop, purring contently.

Phoenix walks in noticing all the drugs. He whistles, impressed.

Ede waves, grinning. "Hiya there!" He says "Welcome to Bellflower's."

"Hey...question for ya. Got anything that helps you go to sleep?"

"Hm.. Indica Buds can help but Chamomile, Lavender, and Mint tea can help as well. Melatonin can help as well but it's a bit harder to process." He explained and scratched under the cats chin. "I have a few hallucinogenics that can help with sleep but unfortunately I feel that might not be best for you."

"its, ah, not for me." he mumbles

He chuckles "How bad are the nights?"

"Well he doesn't sleep. Im worried about him."

"Ah, straight out insomnia and/or just not wanting to sleep. Well, first, if you are giving it to him, you need consent. Can't just drug someone because they won't sleep, it has to be their choice." He chuckles "Your doing something nice, I can tell. I'll give you an starter set for Insomnia and you can give it to him, let him do what he wishes with it."

"appreciate it kid."

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