Oct 31, 2010 21:03
Who: Iroh and everyone...
Status: Open
Style: Prose, past tense
Where: Outside Kusasato
When: Week 13, day 7, around midday
Warning: None. Expect a lot of backposting, since I was nearly late...
Iroh had somehow managed to find a goat for Iskerkia. And drag it out to the picnic -- which meant keeping it alive. He assumed a dragon could kill her own prey, but eating might be messy. But he had intended this for everyone, not merely the ones who didn't live on what they hunted.
He whistled as he checked the pots -- rice and water for tea. At least firebending meant that the pots stayed at the perfect temperature to keep things warm without being scalded.
~iroh,
~shimizu raikou,
~kuchiki rukia,
kuchiki byakuya,
!log,
*open