(no subject)

[herb_and_needle]

Wen Qing had been on her way to take out the compost and other trash from the Demon Subdue Palace but instead finds herself at the magic bar with a bucket of scraps. Sighing heavily, she wonders what to do before remembering the kitchens A-Ning mentioned. Or there was the garden. She heads out to the garden to see if there is a midden heap there.

Later, she is at the Bar and eating from a plate of fresh fruit and fried potatoes. Just because she insisted on radishes back home doesn't mean she doesn't appreciate the taste of potatoes.

[ooc: Feel free to interact with her at either location, garden or bar. Just let me know your preference. Thanks.]

(no subject)

[mogget_cat]

One of the things Milliways has in abundance lately is good bread. And bread makes crumbs. And you know what enjoys bread crumbs?

Fish.

By the ever-warm Caribbean inlet on the shore of the lake is a palm tree that has grown nearly horizontally, hanging low out over the surface of the water so that the tips of its long fronds drift through the surface of the gentle waves, shading the water below.

Perched upon this tree, near to its top, is what looks like a small white cat. Intent upon its task, it watches the water's surface, paw poised. Occasionally, it brushes some of the bread crumbs it has stolen from the kitchen into the water to attract the fish swimming tantalizingly close beneath the water's surface.

Painting Leaves, and Other Activities

[yinyangwizard]

One can find Abe no Seimei in different parts of Milliways, depending on the time of day. In the early afternoon he paints pictures of the early fall leaves outside. In the late afternoon he is up in the library reading various books and scrolls related to the Gusu Lan Cultivators. And in the evening he can be found at a table by the Window, eating a bowl of udon noodle soup.

Catch him if you wish, wherever it is most convenient.

(no subject)

[behind_me]

The door opens and slams shut, and Gamora throws herself against the wall beside it, her right arm slamming across the wood of the door to make sure it is very very shut indeed.

She leans against the wall and surveys the bar through ribbons of pink and black hair, caking itself to her face with sweat and a reddish dirt. Her left arm hangs uselessly to her side, torn out of its socket, her sword tip trailing something black and sticky on the floor. Her clothes are in shreds - and underneath her green skin is riddled in spreading red lines.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps.

She glares at the bar, daring it to say anything about her appearance or the fact that she appears to not be totally winning this one. And double daring it to suggest she needs to sit down.

In the fingers of her right hand she holds her Milliways coin, the dangling chain glinting in the light of the bar.

To her left, there is a swwwmmmp sounds as Godslayer retreats back into its hilt.



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[Optional post healing EP]

Whether you saw that or not, a short while later Gamora is in a booth, carefully and thoroughly cleaning the goop off her sword, and planning her next move.

Her next move is clearly just to go out and continue the fight, but now she's healed and rested and (there is a plate of meat beside her) fed, she's going to have a significant advantage.