CEEEEEELEBRATE GOOD TIMES~

[governorkang]

Several buildings in the City had been completely destroyed during Aang's rampage, but a few had survived relatively unscathed. It had only taken Kang two days to repair the Drunken Dragon; he'd done so by himself, not even waiting for his leg to heal up a bit first

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The kitchen

[deep_sky_diving]

Slightly terrifying things have happened to the kitchen-sleek boxes and paneled equipment set up everywhere, wires running back and forth, and weird dishes and pots and pans made out of some carbon-composite material. The heat that pours out of the room through the open windows is oppressive-and from a few speakers hidden in nooks and crannies, music plays to accompany Tess as she splits her attention a few different ways to handle all the dishes she has cooking.

She's in her suit, for the time being, with the helmet closed-probably because of the heat. It seems rather handy, at least... no worries about getting splashed with any of the hot grease.

If you feel like trying to snack on something before it's done, why don't you come in? Just watch your step-and don't let the heat knock you over.

[twelvevoltman]

There is so friggin' much repairwork for Engineering to get on, but it's important to take time out for rest after having your deepest emotional trauma being thrown in your face, so Allen gladly takes some time to visit Kang's pub. And his ale.

"Neat place. Build it yourself?"

[governorkang]

"No, I was too busy with my work as the Governor," Kang smiled. "This place was well-known, right outside the city walls. I visited it on occasion."

[twelvevoltman]

"I can see why. Ale's kept well, too." He lifts his glass in appreciation. "So how'd you make out, war wounds giving you trouble?"

[governorkang]

Kang grinned, "That was one of the first things I did when I found the tavern down here, make sure the ale hadn't gone bad. Would've been a shame." Carefully extending his wing a bit, he shrugged, "I've had worse. Never dealt with bullet wounds before, though."

[voiceofserenity]

Cleaned up, Kaylee probably looked worse than she did when she'd been covered in the dirt and grime from the nightmares. Bruises on her neck and forearms could be seen now, as well as the several cuts and scrapes over the rest of her. Her left arm sat somewhat comfortably in its sling, to minimize movement, and thankfully that was the worst of her injuries. She probably wouldn't have been able to get Kang off her back if she'd had anything worse.

She settled at one of the many tables in the tavern, pleased with the slowly growing number of people. Thank God for Kang and his tavern.

[governorkang]

No, she wouldn't have. Kang was very protective of the girl. As soon as he saw her, he smiled and moved to sit down next to her, "You look like you'll be fine in no time." A tankard was set in front of her. "Here. It's a brew my friend came up with, called Cactus Juice."

[voiceofserenity]

"'M pretty sure I will be. Not lookin' so bad yourself, y'know." Kaylee accepted the drink with a smile, and took a small sip. "Ain't bad stuff," she commented. Of course, after Mudder's Milk, anything was pretty good.

"I did have a question or two, however..." She nodded at the mural on the wall, particularly at the Draconian in the mural. "You got a twin brother, or did I miss somethin'?"

[governorkang]

"I'm going to have some new scars from this," Kang shrugged, glancing down at his tail.

...oh. The mural. He knew someone was going to ask about that. Ducking his head slightly, he snorted, "...long story. Something I did ended up helping to save our entire race, is all. I'm really not one for praise; everyone did their part that day."

[daemonomicon]

There was, perhaps, one person who arrived that was rather unexpected.

The Seer, Cargn Thane, entered quietly through the door, watching those who had entered before him. Instead of the massive suit of armor he wore during the battle, he instead wore a simple gray robe. Even outside of the heavy armor he towered over most of the crew at 8' tall.

He took a tankard of ale and settled down at one of the tables, the mysticism that normally surrounded him somewhat dispelled as he downed the alcohol before him.

[governorkang]

Kang already had a tankard of cactus juice in hand, and was leaning against the bar, watching everyone else. The crowd may have been different from what the tavern had typically seen before, but it felt good to see full tables and to hear laughter. They all needed this.

He still had bandages on his wing membrane, thigh, and the end of his tail, and a few scrapes and cuts, but the injuries were healing up nicely and didn't bother him much anymore.

[kawalskyeffect]

"Hey Kang!" A party! What timing! "Just what's going on? I was walking down the halls and the next thing I know I've been spat out in the city wondering where my cake went. Just what happened here?"

[governorkang]

Kang quirked an eyebrow ridge, "...the Nightmare King, Charles."

[kawalskyeffect]

"The Nightmare King- you mean I missed all that? Damn. So, I guess we won?"