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After his conversation with Sagramore, Shen Qingqiu had taken a long, hot shower, mainly for the novelty of it, and then gotten dressed again in his robes—although he wore fewer layers than were truly proper for a peak lord, and he'd forgone his guan in favor of just braiding his hair in a thick coil against his neck. He leaves the two looser loops at the front—he still can't find his fan, and it felt wrong to not have any frame to his face at all. He's not thinking about why he feels loath to fully don his Shen Qingqiu persona. He's not thinking about much, about the last few days. Instead, he's thinking about pollen.

He's in the greenhouse, carefully laying out a sample cut from every plant in the place, as well as every plant he can imagine producing pollen of any kind from the grounds. Grasses, flowers, buds, leaves, even a few species of harmless-looking mushroom. He's using a pair of tweezers he found to gentle separate them so he can examine the internal structures. Some he recognizes as entirely harmless - Earth flora; others are stranger, more alien. Some even look similar to plants from Proud Immortal Demon Way, though thankfully none are obviously aphrodisiac in nature. Shen Qingqiu is wearing his gloves and mask again anyway—he doesn't want to breathe in the wrong pollen; normal sex pollen would just increase his normal desires and make him hyper-straight, totally defeating the purpose.

He has his notebook open to a fresh page, and is making meticulous lists.
Date: 2023-11-06 10:32 pm (UTC)

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"Well, home's more my ship now, but that said... it's a little saltrock island in the middle of the Verdant, just big enough for a little town and the duke's mansion."
Date: 2023-11-08 11:42 am (UTC)

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"The duke's in charge of the island. There's a king in charge of the Verdant." She frowns. "I'm not really very fond of either of them."
Date: 2023-11-08 12:47 pm (UTC)

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"Because they thought sending Charlie to die was an acceptable idea to try to placate the Sorceress. It's one thing for the king, because that's politics, but the duke is his father. Just because he didn't want to marry some princess..."
Date: 2023-11-09 03:33 am (UTC)

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Tress nods emphatically. "We prefer Charlie alive, and also not turned into a rat."
Date: 2023-11-09 04:53 pm (UTC)

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"They sent him to the Sorceress expecting him to get killed. She cursed him instead and turned him into a rat."
Date: 2023-11-09 05:56 pm (UTC)

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"We reversed the curse, but not with spores. The Sorceress' magic came from another world, so we needed the same magic to undo it."
Date: 2023-11-10 02:46 am (UTC)

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"Not exactly, I don't think. She came from the stars and turned her vessel into a tower. So she had an actual way to my world and left the same way."
Date: 2023-11-10 03:09 am (UTC)

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She looks a bit sheepish for a second. "Oh, yes. I suppose so, yes. I never really had to make that distinction before."
Date: 2023-11-10 03:37 am (UTC)

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"No, no, it makes sense. Yes, I've met a few visitors from other planets. But as far as I know, none from other worlds, before here anyway."
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