Hex hunched over looking at the spot she had planted the flower. Nothing was happenig yet. She sighed.

Not much one can do while waiting for plants to grow, or is there?

She noticed something slithering along, it looked a lot like a null. She might poke it.

tiny tag: hex's jungle plot, bread plot.

Hex sat at a table in the bar, an energy shake at her elbow.

She looked pensive.

She was thinking about something that was begining to worry her. She could not put her finger on it though.

Her face changed from pensive, to angry.  All  fangs and rage.  Her moods continued to  spiral  out of control. 

Hex sat in her Lair, she shifted restlessly, no Bob.

She stood up from her chair and poofed. She had intended to show up in the park but she ended up in a strange bar. She looked around and strutted to the bar.