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[samantha_grey]

[Enough of this. The giants were skulking back home. The wounded that could be saved were being tended to already and beyond any sort of help she could care for. The buildings would be repaired eventually, and life was in theory starting to resume again, even if the dead were still dead. Things were as normal as they ever got in Asgard. Sam hated the idea of spending the next several days just sitting there, shocked that she was still alive and here. She wanted something to do.

So, she'd plopped herself on a bench in her backroom, and it looked like she was diluting some sort of red solution. Pausing, she reached up and cracked her neck, looking at the 'screen.']

Pinch of Sage has a special, going for the next three days. I've got some extra backstock on teas here, and a bit of extra Affadil leaves from my supplier. First ten each day to come in and ask get a free box of chamomile, and I'll have Affadil Tea brewing if you want to try a cup. [Did she have a wicked grin on her face as she said that? It might be because the stuff tasted beyond vile.]

In the meantime, we're open again. Outside of the anti-curse stuff [And the Poisons... but she didn't advertise that.], I'm going to be mostly out of potions for stamina and poultices for the next week at least before my next stock from Utgard gets in. Everything else is still in stock, and I'm doing some testing on what I'll just call the product I got a couple days ago. Might have some interesting results soon. Silver rune to anyone willing to clean up the debris and crap from the street in front of the shop. Oh... and if anyone wants lessons on protecting against Body Control, I'm offering free of charge. Call it a public service.

... and just, kind of a heads up if you knew Painwheel. She's been gone since before the fighting. I checked, but I figured a couple of you might want to know. Her spot at the counter's open if you want it. I've got a local kid running it most days, even if the punk's not exactly great with numbers yet.

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forward dated to the 17th because I'm too lazy to wait

[biifurcatiion]

can you fiix my fuckiing head.

heh, works just fine for me

[samantha_grey]

That depends extensively on what's wrong with it. You're obviously not dead anymore, so I'm going to assume at least a little oxygen's flowing into ... what was it he called it? A thinkpan?

[She chuckled.]

What's up?

[biifurcatiion]

wow beiing dead made me forget your 2hiitty 2en2e of humor and tact, what an unbeliievable fuckiing ble22iing and fuck you for remiindiing me how obnoxiiou2 your voiice can be when you thiink you're beiing wiitty.
how could ii have ever doubted that you and fii2hface were made for each other.
ii ju2t want a fuckiing paiinkiiller.

[samantha_grey]

[She was giggling again. She really had trouble taking Sollux seriously, and it was obvious in her voice. True, he had some good things to say, but it was the comical way he overreacted to literally everything.]

Hey, I love being me, what can I say. And yeah, I guess I'm just about the only person who can put up with that pushy, demanding little gill for brains, aren't I. Guess that makes me all kinds of special.

I've got a couple painkillers. Over the counter mostly. How bad's the pain?

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[ofthursday]

Do you have dandelion or nettles?

[They're nothing he keeps in stock for his purposes, but they are common teas so he figures it won't hurt to ask Samantha. He's a bit pale, a good hint as to why he wants the iron-rich plants; being one of the only individuals capable of dealing with blood loss during a war takes a toll when you have to treat it by absorbing it.]

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[samantha_grey]

Yeah, should have some stock of that around here. Stop by. I've gotten in some supplements too, if you do that sort of thing.

[She isn't particularly surprised by the request, honestly, so she's already making it a point to find the iron supplements. Frankly, there would probably be a few with that power who should do the same.]

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[ofthursday]

It's appreciated. I will be there shortly.

[And he is, as soon as he can convince his wife and friends to let him off of bed rest so he can go outside. He's going stircrazy anyway.

He hasn't actually been to Samantha's shop yet, so he glances around curiously when he arrives.]

[samantha_grey]

[It's cramped, to say the least. There's enough space for a single table beside the front counter with a pair of chairs, but even behind the counter it isn't large. The herbal racks behind are saturated with simple, well-known cure-alls. None of the magical herbs are apparent.

Sam was manning the counter when he got in. The dilution was done, and it needed to cool before she could test it anyway. A pot of something that had a faintly leathery smell was heating up on the counter. She waved when he came in, smiling.]

You, sir, look like hell.

[grimorchid]

Double, double, Toil and trouble. A pinch of sage is just the right thing for a witches brew. ((She would cackle if cackling was her thing. Instead, she has fun with it.))

[samantha_grey]

[Have a cackle right back. Damn, she wishes she had a witch's cap right now.] Now all I need's a cauldron instead of a vat of dragon's blood for diluting. Still, nothing wrong with a drop of dragon's blood to go with the eye of newt.

[grimorchid]

I'm sure you could find yourself a kettle that you might make the most dubious of brews in a place like this. I mean, it would be quite a shame that in a magical world something like that shouldn't exist.

[samantha_grey]

mmm, it would need to be glass lined. This blood chews through metal like you would not believe. But, if I could get a good cauldron... it really would complete the image, wouldn't it?

[Forgive her. She's having a nice image in her head with that thought. It shows on her face.]</small. I'm getting goosebumps, you know that?

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[halflived]

[He can't say much about her character yet, but enough of what she has said forces Aleos to speak up, his curiosity a little more obvious than it would normally be.]

You're being awfully generous, aren't you?

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[samantha_grey]

Nope. It's called advertising. Tea's cheap, chamomile's really cheap and people will want help sleeping after last week. Drums up business for later and doesn't cost much.

...and seeing people's faces when they drink the Affadil's just fun. If I've got to drink the swill, might as well get to see other people make a face now and again.

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[halflived]

So part of this really is just sheer amusement by drinking that last tea. [Not sure if want.]

Have you had many offers for that?

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[samantha_grey]

Heh, part of it. The advertising's pretty real all the same. Besides, there's a few people I think that will use the excuse to stop in.

So, what about you? You want to try my horrible, awful tea?

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[extradite]

...you're alive.

[ In case you hadn't noticed, Samantha! But there is a hint of relief there. ]

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[samantha_grey]

Yep. I tend not go die easily, not that it hasn't happened before anyway. I see you didn't kick it either. Congratulations?

[She's chuckling. In the fact of horror? Laughter. At least she's not surprised when people think she's a bit off her rocker.]

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[extradite]

[ Happened... before. ]

What does it feel like? Dying.

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[callmeimouto]

Wait wait, what kind of shop is that?

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[samantha_grey]

Herbal cures, pharmacy, teas, potions, that sort of thing. I supply meds to the hospital and a clinic in town, and brew up potions from some of the special herbs that grow around here.

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[callmeimouto]

Ohhh okay I see....

Nothing I'm really interested in. Well, except maybe tea.

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[wasthemaster]

Nice marketing strategy.

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[samantha_grey]

See, I love that someone understands. Admittedly, the Affadil Tea's not very good for business, but nobody's asking for that.

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[wasthemaster]

So then what are you going to do with it?