Asar-Suit meets Mace Windu, and revives Guppy after a tiff with the flamingo

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti is at the trilobite tank, with a little net.

He fishes something from the tank that you can't see, probably, from a few steps away, and puts it into a fish bowl standing beside the tank.

Do ask him whether he's lost his mind.

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[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"She's out there somewhere, feeling bad," Asar-Suti says. "And she was sik last night because she ate too many raw trilobites babies. It is a bit her own fault. Would you like some tea to steady you?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"It's my fault. I'd have eaten the sandwich if I'd known she was going to blow me up. What I meant was was she hurt? It was one hell of an explosion. And yes please, I would like some tea." he says, feeling shivery and disorientated.

[ooc: Apologies, mun has to go to bed to avoid the not-so-pretty fireworks when her father comes upstairs. Okay to slowtime?]

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti conjures the tea and hands it to Guppy.

"She had one of her wings slightly hurt, but she cut glide, if not fly," he says.

[[OOC: Yes, of course - good night!]]

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy puts down the glass of water and takes the tea in both hands to avoid spilling it.

"Thanks." he says, sipping it and beginning to feel a little better.

"You mean she flew out of the window on an injured wing? Did she land okay?" he asks, concerned for the little bird.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"I am sure she did; she can do magic, after all," Asar-Suti says.

His pity for Mitzi is running a bit thin.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Well yes, she can, but she just used enough to make a giant glowing exploding egg in the middle of the floor. She doesn't have an unlimited supply of it."

He coughs, the dust and smoke tickling the back of his throat.

"Do you think we could get some air? I think I can stand now."

[ooc: wrap around here and start a new thread?]

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Yes, let's do that," Asar-Suti says, helping Guppy to stand, and leading him outside.

[[OOC: And yes to wrapping; this thread is ancient!]]