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Who: Iroh teaandlightning, Mona Lisa onceahuman.
Where: Mariner High School
When: After this thread.
Rating: PG
Summary: Iroh, on his way to the Apartments, picks up a few more supplies, and another person.
the log: It takes a great deal of audacity to walk openly through the streets of Discedo, and audacity is something Iroh has rather a bit of a reputation for, hence his careful, but highly visible progress down Ingles Trail.

Thus far, the street is quiet, and the only sound is the soft tap of the metal pipe that hasn't left his side since he found it his first day in the city. The long knife at the top of the staff has been blackened with soot - the less likely anything on him is to glint in the rare sun, the better.

With the hand that isn't holding his pipe-turned-bo-staff-turned-naginata, he adjusts the bag that he, er, borrowed from one of the stores so that it sits more comfortably on his back, weighted as it is with the bottles of water and the bag of coffee he promised for River and Nani. With the size of the community being what it is, he doesn't believe either will last very long, but there is only so much he can carry by himself without hampering his movement.

As the school draws into sight, he casts his vision about, adjusting the brim of the fedora which, like his bag and his coat, he has "borrowed" from whoever ran the stores of this world before the world was cursed, listening carefully for the sounds of paws on asphalt.