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    Seeing how his first attempt at a herb garden had died a horrible, fiery death, he had vowed to get new mulch for it. He wasn't sure how new mulch would help, but lot's of garden shows seemed to recommend blood and bone mulch. Adding in some organs wouldn't hurt much, right? After all, it was supposed to be an organic herb garden. He might just be taking it a tad far.


    As a result of possibly too much to drink and no one to stop him, Watermelonseeds was dragging a a brown bag through the gates with very shifty eyes. The bag was a bit bloodied, which explained why he looked so nervous. He didn't want to look suspicious, which lead to him looking very suspicious while he tried to play it cool.

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    [color=honeydew]"You look like you killed someone!" Etherkit screeched, scrambling upright upon seeing Watermelon drag a bloodied bag through the gates. Frankly, she couldn't care less if he slaughtered an entire clan, but she was pretty bored at the moment. Scuttling over, she attempted to knock the bag out of his grasp and be really obnoxious in general. "Who is it? I hope it's Ruben. He had it coming."


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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;][size=8]The french accented ocelots words rang out as she walked towards them. "I hope not," she said before an airy laugh followed. "May i ask what that is?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=12px][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; margin-top: -10px;][justify][size=11px]Ruben was attracted by the scent of blood, and was on the scene quickly. Or maybe slowly, since he'd been beaten to confront the drunken healer. "Nope, not me." he woofed, feigning a sad tone. As Solenne commented that she hoped it wasn't him inside of the sack, he grinned. "Who'd you kill?" he asked, his amber eyes trailing across Watermelonseeds and onto the bloodied fabric. One doggy eyebrow was raised in a questioning expression, though he held the grin and didn't look to serious.


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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;][size=8]"Whoever gets on my bad side," She spoke with an innocent smile, but a drop of poison on her tongue; before looking back at watermelonseeds to hear his justification.

    "I killed no one! This isn't mine! I'm holding it for a friend!" The tabby rushed to explain as the bag was knocked from his grip, allowing the various organs to spill out onto the ground. "Just, just listen, okay? Jesus fucking Christ," he groaned, pawing the organs back into the bag slowly. Watermelon patted the bag once, just to make sure it was feeling fine about the whole thing. "It's for my garden, you know? Organic and all that. Already dead when I found 'em, just had to pull out the good stuff! See?" Here he opened the bag, showing the prized organs - lungs, a heart or two, stomachs, the weird thing that can kill you but is otherwise pretty fine.

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    [color=honeydew]Holding it for a friend indeed. Etherkit recoiled slightly as internal body parts spilled onto the ground. Aw, it looked like none of them belonged to Ruben after all. "Ooh, so it's a garden of the dead. Like those murderers who kill people and bury the bodies in their backyard! Suspicious," she snickered, not very put off by the grotesque display. Her father hadn't exactly been the greatest influence on her.


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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;][size=8] She looked at the contents and scrunched her nose. What a foul smell. "Organic garden? You are aware no organs are actually needed, yes?" she asked, her french accent fluttering her words.

    "Wait, really?" Mel asked, frowning deeply as he closed up the bag of assorted organs. Damn. He thought he really had something going for him with this idea. The tabby needed more than just his herbal knowledge of he wanted to be even remotely useful. He also needed his herbs to grow and be the best herbs there ever was, so maybe he should keep the organs? "Shit, man, I spent for-fucking-ever trying to find these organs."

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    The white pomeranien pranced over, still adjusting to the new body change. She hated this tiny little capsule with every inch of her small body, but she couldn't do much about it except accept it. "well wasn't that a waste of time," the canine chimed in, her voice hinting at the sarcasm.
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    [color=honeydew]"Oh! I get it. Haha, organic, organ-ic, nice connection." Whether it was intentional or not. Nodding in agreement with her mother (who did look adorable, regardless of what she thought), Etherkit chimed, "But you could still use them! I guess organic matter would make great fertilizer. You could still... bury them in the garden, or something." Organ-fed herbs. Delicious.


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    "... It's not gonna reek like this forever, is it?" The tom frowned as he padded forward, ears flat against his head.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]Lucifer found himself snorting as he tried to cover up laughter as he walked over, he would clear his throat "Wow. You really put the organ into organic, Mel." He commented in a monotone voice as he took a seat trying his best not to seem amused.
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    "Alice, something's wrong with your child, man - dead things amuse her. Weird huh?" He laughed a little, trying to draw attention away from his own little failure. Mel smiled at the people who joked about the organs, dismissing Crow with a "No. Probably no," before he shrugged. "I'm still going to use these fuckers, yeah? Happy herbs, happy life, yeah?"
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    IC: Blech, it did reek. And yet the kitten was still mildly curious. "But they aren't alive, so they can't live a happy life." Of course she knew that, but she felt like commenting.


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    "Organic gardens are supposed to be gardens where no chemicals or whatsits are used on plants. You know, those same chemicals that actually drive off bugs from eating the greens and such? Also those things that makes plants grow bigger, but more or else, unhealthier with fertilizer, which is more or less what we do with normal farming around the clans in here." Luther decided to say that because he has been watching everyone in amusement, that Watermelonseeds, actually could make a mistake like that? Eh, no harm. But wait then.


    "But how everyone's asking, how did you get those actual organs?" his ears perked up with interest at that as he raised an invisible brow despite that smile over at his face that he always wore.
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    "This is no chemicals! Chemi-cools are for lame people, like the gremlin over there," Mel corrected, pointing a paw at the leader. He let go of the bag for too long, however, leading to another organ mess on the floor. Damn, son, he knew these were going in the ground but he didn't need to make a mess of it! "Well, to answer your question Lulu, I drank a really fucking big glass of adult juice last night and went looking for dead things. And look what I found - dead things! Man, I'd be great at hide and seek."
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    "..... Yum. Crow-food.... Please, get rid of it before my nose falls off."




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    [color=honeydew]"Stop calling me gremlin!" Etherkit screeched, bristling. An instant later, though, she brightened. "Hey, I can help! You just have to bury those in the ground, right? I'm great at burying things!" Actually, she hadn't had much experience in such an action before, but there was a first for everything.


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    "Well that's not reassuring..."



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