( admittedly, since moving out of the inn, Maruki hasn't really ventured out of the city. there isn't much cause to do so — all his research can be carried out in the city, as can a lot of his magic practice. but the quest tugged at something in his soul.
it was just a kind plea. no fighting involved, nothing but the pure wish of someone to make their grandmother's last days beautiful. who could say no to it?
so it's been about half a day of walking, and Maruki is beginning to feel the strain, the snacks he packed a decent boost of energy but hardly enough to keep him from needing to stop at a clearing to prepare a proper lunch. )
Hastur!
( his familiar arrives in a swoop of shadows, immediately at attention by his side. it's a little unnerving every time it happens, this immediate obedience, but he doesn't dislike it either. )
Help me with lunch.
( the persona can't exactly blink, but it seems taken aback nevertheless as it finds a small pot deposited in its arms, followed by a jar of pickled vegetables and spices. Maruki places a cloth on one of the taller stones and turns it into a makeshift countertop, placing down a knife and a cutting board, acting for all the world like this is just a lunchtime barbecue and nothing more.
holo, goodbye!
it was just a kind plea. no fighting involved, nothing but the pure wish of someone to make their grandmother's last days beautiful. who could say no to it?
so it's been about half a day of walking, and Maruki is beginning to feel the strain, the snacks he packed a decent boost of energy but hardly enough to keep him from needing to stop at a clearing to prepare a proper lunch. )
Hastur!
( his familiar arrives in a swoop of shadows, immediately at attention by his side. it's a little unnerving every time it happens, this immediate obedience, but he doesn't dislike it either. )
Help me with lunch.
( the persona can't exactly blink, but it seems taken aback nevertheless as it finds a small pot deposited in its arms, followed by a jar of pickled vegetables and spices. Maruki places a cloth on one of the taller stones and turns it into a makeshift countertop, placing down a knife and a cutting board, acting for all the world like this is just a lunchtime barbecue and nothing more.
it makes quite the scene for any passers by. )