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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Graf" data-source="post: 3938887" data-attributes="member: 3087">Archer's Prelude 3Wedged back in the pantry it was hard to make out the gun clearly, but it looked well worn.  Slight discoloration on the handle suggested someone had held in a sweaty grip more than once.Oh. Well if you feel that way sir. Archer thinks that Frank <a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1423408" target="_blank">looked genuinely disappointed</a>.Garlic?" Frank chuckles aimably "Not that I'm aware of. I've heard about ah, unstable Kindred who sometimes develop a psycological reaction, but nothing physical.""Something strong... sir?" He picks up one of the roots he's been using in his cooking. It looks pickled, a lot like kimuchi. "This has quite a kick to it. You can absorb it with a bit of effort I think." As he holds it in front of his nose Archer doesn't smell anything."Ah, breathing sir might be a suggestion. So you can smell. I'm afraid that will take a bit of thought now; won't happen naturally anymore."Archer notes the ghoul is right; he hadn't been breathing. As he takes an experimental wiff his nose is assaulted by the smell of something like ginger, but with a pungent acrid flavor.</blockquote>