♂ o8.

[thethirdhare]

[video]

[It's rare for Ping to use the video function--at least not without someone else starting to, but he figures he better get use to it since it might raise questions]

Those creatures left quite a mess in their wake, but not quite as bad as Adachi did. I feel that with the townsfolk helping as they are, things shall be clean soon.

Sheng,

Comments

voice.

[closedmarket]

... It is good to see you are well, Ping. [tired undercurrent, but like he couldn't muster up happiness for Ping.]

I am fine, yes. Thank you.

[thethirdhare]

[hearing the voice is quite the relief]

I am glad. I hope you and your partner did not find much trouble?

[closedmarket]

Not much at all. A surprisingly little amount, in truth.

What of you, aru? How did things fare?

[thethirdhare]

The beasts were...certainly unexpected, but in the end not much trouble. Simply messy.

[closedmarket]

Did they rampage about your apartment?

[thethirdhare]

Unfortunately. My room is quite a mess. I am sure all the others are in a similar state.

[closedmarket]

They seemed to have hit everywhere. Aa, well... Would you like any help, aru?

[thethirdhare]

...if it would not be a burden. And have not talked in some time. [aka he has missed you :<]

[closedmarket]

It would be a good time to try out some new flavors of tea, would it not be? The frogs did not mess with my kettle or teabags.

[thethirdhare]

I believe I would like that very much.

[closedmarket]

Then! I shall be at your room soon?

[thethirdhare]

Yes! I shall await you, eagerly!

((ooc: action? log? handwave? :>))

ooc.

[closedmarket]

{ All of the above--! ... No, um. Any are fine. [Action], mayhap? though I'll be slow. }

action

[thethirdhare]

((ooc: sounds good! and no worries, me too xD))

[And Ping is scurrying about, trying to make the room at least halfway decent. There really isn't much in it so it's not as bad as it could have been. Beyond the basic furniture that it came with, there were two stands--one where his armor hung (which he quickly put on) and one where Shang's armor hung. On the table were several books on biology and medicine--the ones that Lisa had left him, and in one corner a small shrine for his late Captain]

action

[closedmarket]

[ he's not... rushing too bad, just... walking a bit fast, small bag tucked under an arm full of tea herb and tiny snacks. it doesn't take him that long to arrive at the door, and he doesn't exactly hesitate in knocking three times. step back, after. ]

[thethirdhare]

[he's fixed the room somewhat. Not as much as he would have liked, but already there is that knocking and he rushes towards the door---pause, pause. Collect yourself. He calms and opens the door, stepping aside and giving China a deep bow]

Welcome, sheng.