WHO: Death (
silverankh) and The Medicine Seller (
sou_desu_ne)
WHAT: Drinking buddies!
WHERE: Moonflower
WHEN: Day 222
She had to admit, it was reasurring to know there was someone familiar here. True, Death didn't actually know the Medicine Seller, but that was most likely due to whatever power-restraints were placed in this world, and would and could be rectified with training and practice. He certainly knew her and her entire family, which was more than enough to qualify him as "familiar."
Death waited at one of the corner tables in Moonflower Teas, lounging on a cushion with a teacup balanced in her hand. He was a nice man, the Medicine Seller - somewhere in between Hob Gadling and Dream. With a bit more incense and a bit less beer. Smiling to herself, she took a sip of tea and waited./lj-cut>