[Oh Technically, annoying people with its incessant corrections.]
Ah, like batrachotoxin. ...So...do you have a name?
[One last check, because who'd lie about that? As Death talks, he turns his attention to the food. Veggies and dip, oysters...briefly, he wonders who brought it all. It'd be a waste to let them go.]
(OOC: I'm going to be gone mid-Friday to Sunday, dunno if I'll have time to reply.)
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Ah, like batrachotoxin. ...So...do you have a name?
[One last check, because who'd lie about that? As Death talks, he turns his attention to the food. Veggies and dip, oysters...briefly, he wonders who brought it all. It'd be a waste to let them go.]
(OOC: I'm going to be gone mid-Friday to Sunday, dunno if I'll have time to reply.)