Aug 31, 2010 12:01
Kerrigan had asked that Kūkaku had refrained from making any...renovations to the house, so Kūkaku, knowing full well how she worked, took her powders and shells outside with her. There, at least, things were less likely to get damaged. Besides, it was rather nice out today, and Kūkaku did like the fresh air. She sat somewhere in front of the house, legs folded in front of her and her prosthetic arm still attached and hanging mostly limp at her side as her left worked on filling her pipe and lighting it up. It hung expertly from her mouth as she went to work, mixing various powders meticulously as the smoke drifted up and filled her lungs with the sweetness of the tobacco.
Leave it to Kūkaku Shiba to sit there smoking at the same time she was lifting highly explosive compounds up close to her face to check their volumes.
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smokes like a chimney,
25 unicorn ct,
working on mai explosives