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Who: Gaga and The Medicine Seller
Where: The forests' edge
When: Not terribly long after the discussion had here: ksuriuri-san.livejournal.com/13029.html
Rating: PG-13 for possible animal blood-n-guts? Not sure.
Summary: After failing to find those interested in a hunting party, The Medicine Seller and Gaga decide to try and lead by example
The Log: Almost twenty minutes had passed before he arrived on the scene at the agreed-upon meeting area. He most certainly would have come sooner, but it had taken him longer than he'd initially thought to gather what he felt might be needed and now toted his supplies in what was quite obviously a homemade satchel crafted from green-and-orange cloth of some sort, slung over his shoulder.
....or where his shoulder would have been if he were in his proper form at the moment. The idea that turning up in his preferred mode of travel - a tiny black cat with wings - might be a vastly disappointing first impression to his sight-unseen hunting partner obviously had not occurred to him.
Where: The forests' edge
When: Not terribly long after the discussion had here: ksuriuri-san.livejournal.com/13029.html
Rating: PG-13 for possible animal blood-n-guts? Not sure.
Summary: After failing to find those interested in a hunting party, The Medicine Seller and Gaga decide to try and lead by example
The Log: Almost twenty minutes had passed before he arrived on the scene at the agreed-upon meeting area. He most certainly would have come sooner, but it had taken him longer than he'd initially thought to gather what he felt might be needed and now toted his supplies in what was quite obviously a homemade satchel crafted from green-and-orange cloth of some sort, slung over his shoulder.
....or where his shoulder would have been if he were in his proper form at the moment. The idea that turning up in his preferred mode of travel - a tiny black cat with wings - might be a vastly disappointing first impression to his sight-unseen hunting partner obviously had not occurred to him.