Field Work
WHO: Xie Lian, Marcos, Kaneki
WHEN: Starting March 23
WHERE: In the corn fields
WHAT:
You, sowing : hell yeah, look at this shit!
You, reaping : ..... what the hell this sucks.
WARNINGS: Supernatural bad luck and probably black slime?
[Xie Lian is honestly unsure of why anyone would grab him to try and solve an agricultural problem, but once he gets to the field and the actual problem gets explained, it makes a bit more sense. He has, after all, been a bit vocal while under the thrall of his curse about how people here don't seem to know how to treat spirits, so they probably figured he ought to demonstrate since he's convinced they're doing it wrong.
He's met Kaneki before and nods his head at him. The other man is familiar in that Xie Lian knows he is in their little group, but there's a fair number of them now and he can't remember if they've spoken at any length before.]
... I don't really see anything weird with the field, but if they're scared to go in there, I suppose we can have a look.
Did they leave us any tools or baskets to gather the ears of corn, at least?
WHEN: Starting March 23
WHERE: In the corn fields
WHAT:
You, sowing : hell yeah, look at this shit!
You, reaping : ..... what the hell this sucks.
WARNINGS: Supernatural bad luck and probably black slime?
[Xie Lian is honestly unsure of why anyone would grab him to try and solve an agricultural problem, but once he gets to the field and the actual problem gets explained, it makes a bit more sense. He has, after all, been a bit vocal while under the thrall of his curse about how people here don't seem to know how to treat spirits, so they probably figured he ought to demonstrate since he's convinced they're doing it wrong.
He's met Kaneki before and nods his head at him. The other man is familiar in that Xie Lian knows he is in their little group, but there's a fair number of them now and he can't remember if they've spoken at any length before.]
... I don't really see anything weird with the field, but if they're scared to go in there, I suppose we can have a look.
Did they leave us any tools or baskets to gather the ears of corn, at least?

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At this point he wonders if there's some vine-creature living under the ground controlling them. He sounds a lot more calm than he is when he shouts back to them. ]
Hey. How far away are you? I swore you were right in front of me. [ He grunts as he yanks his leg free from the thorns cutting into him, then raises his hand to use his powers like a beacon instead. ] Can you see a light?