thestarjar
lost in the sauce
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"It's--It's like he c-completely forgot the mint, o-or..." Spindle threw his arms up in the air, frustrated, as he paced up and down the length of one wall. He hadn't been still since before their arrival. "I don't know, i-it's not like the Censor to m-mess up like that with a potion." He shook his head. When he reached the corner again, he spun around, but didn't continue pacing. "Hey, you--you two, you didn't, right? I-I mean, I know you didn't, b-but it's--I'm--just for my own peace of mind?"
"Didn't what?" Theida asked, squinting. She was only just starting to return to her senses, herself. She wasn't sure of anything about the past hour (or perhaps longer; her dazed state hadn't done anything to help her keep track of the passage of time), though she had the strong feeling of having failed at some sort of test.
"Didn't take it. Th-The book, I mean," Spindle said, and then shuddered, "o-or... destroy it."
"Didn't what?" Theida asked, squinting. She was only just starting to return to her senses, herself. She wasn't sure of anything about the past hour (or perhaps longer; her dazed state hadn't done anything to help her keep track of the passage of time), though she had the strong feeling of having failed at some sort of test.
"Didn't take it. Th-The book, I mean," Spindle said, and then shuddered, "o-or... destroy it."