12 noon EDT, July 6, 2009 -- Fox's home
I woke from the meditative trance I'd gone into as part of Misty's daily routine feeling refreshed and energetic. Essentially, I'd been ensuring that my metabolic and chakra systems were in proper working order. Additionally, over the course of the meditation, I'd exfoliated, depilated and cleaned my teeth, all using chakra techniques. The meditation had been designed for extremely busy Hanagawa and Hanovers, to allow them the time to take care of beauty and exercise while also acting as kunoichi. Fifteen minutes of navel-gazing compared to easily two hours of exercise, hygiene, and beauty treatments? Yes, please.
I stood up and absently switched to my ballistic cloth t-shirt and jeans costume, and blinked. I had my costumes? Well, that was good. Now I wouldn't look like a tool when I went to get more normal clothes from Wal-Mart. However, having my costumes available opened another can of worms. I took a moment to catalog Misty's techniques and found her "stuff space."
I began pulling out salvage and random devices such as my Nemesis staff and the little charm full of the Sands of Mu. I also pulled out Misty's purse and pocketbook. Those could be useful, if I could find a decent place to sell them, but the breath caught in my throat when I pulled out the comma-shaped jade bead, or magatama on a leather thong.
"Chi- Chiyuki-san?" I asked.
The magatama pulsed and grew cold momentarily in my hand.
"Oh boy...."
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''
-- James Nicoll
I woke from the meditative trance I'd gone into as part of Misty's daily routine feeling refreshed and energetic. Essentially, I'd been ensuring that my metabolic and chakra systems were in proper working order. Additionally, over the course of the meditation, I'd exfoliated, depilated and cleaned my teeth, all using chakra techniques. The meditation had been designed for extremely busy Hanagawa and Hanovers, to allow them the time to take care of beauty and exercise while also acting as kunoichi. Fifteen minutes of navel-gazing compared to easily two hours of exercise, hygiene, and beauty treatments? Yes, please.
I stood up and absently switched to my ballistic cloth t-shirt and jeans costume, and blinked. I had my costumes? Well, that was good. Now I wouldn't look like a tool when I went to get more normal clothes from Wal-Mart. However, having my costumes available opened another can of worms. I took a moment to catalog Misty's techniques and found her "stuff space."
I began pulling out salvage and random devices such as my Nemesis staff and the little charm full of the Sands of Mu. I also pulled out Misty's purse and pocketbook. Those could be useful, if I could find a decent place to sell them, but the breath caught in my throat when I pulled out the comma-shaped jade bead, or magatama on a leather thong.
"Chi- Chiyuki-san?" I asked.
The magatama pulsed and grew cold momentarily in my hand.
"Oh boy...."
''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat
them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.''
-- James Nicoll