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[saddleclub]

Who: Clovers and visitors
When: Day 9 afternoon
Where: Clover carriage

[Well some of us have status effects to deal with and some of us are just grumpy but Jusis is putting a full fancy high tea together in the main room. Little dumb sandwiches and finger foods and sweets and of course, aromatic, perfectly rewed, steaming hot tea. There's more than enough for everyone on Clover and even potential visitors.

He's sitting on a pink armchair sipping from a delicate bit of china with rainbows and sparkles on it.]

Comments

[saddleclub]

No. I'm sure I would have heard of a famous coffee port but I don't know what or where Yemen might be.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . blinks slowly, glancing up from his chain with brows furrowed]

I'm pretty sure it's located in Western Asia?

[it has not yet occurred to him that Jusis may not be from Earth]

[saddleclub]

I've never heard of Western Asia.

[purrtagonist]

[uh]

[blinks a few more times, before taking a seat and running his finger across the edges of his teacup]

Hoooow about "Earth?"

[saddleclub]

As in dirt?

[purrtagonist]

As in the planet.

Covered in dirt, incidentally.

[saddleclub]

One would hope your planet is covered in dirt and not say, acid.

I'm from the Empire of Erebonia on the continent of Zemuria. I suspect that's equally alien to you?

[purrtagonist]

You never know. Maybe I'm from a super rare species that lives in acid and breathes in ammonia.

[a dry snort]

Mmm, you're right, though. I've never heard of those places at all.

[saddleclub]

That doesn't surprise me. Many people here exhibit strange knowledge or abilities I cannot account for.

[purrtagonist]

[taps his fingers against the side of his teacup]

Because we're all from different places. Different "worlds," so to speak.

Huh.