Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170106142830/@comment-26517142-20170402084401

Doc was right to look in. As the two stepped inside, various items were strewn all over the place. A cook pot. A cauldron. A stewing ladle.

“ Good grief, is someone making dinner here?” Jeiel managed to say – before another clatter got his attention.

He and Ibrahim went to the adjacent room. And sure enough – there was Nwa. The Slender had a pot on her head, unable to see the faintest thing as she tried to reach out into the air for something. And all over her…

… was an assortment of ingredients for making pea soup.

“ How did she…. know about… ?” Jeiel said. Nwa was stationary, and on the floor. She was grunting helplessly… like a child, that she was.