part 11 of the China Pearl Inn

Evening Logan. I am having a bit to eat. Some dim sum and some plum wine.
 
“How have you been logan, life treating you alright?”
*His amber gaze shifts to glad, smirking* its getting better, i was laid out on my ass over new years, had a nasty cellulitis infection in my leg that went septic, 5 days in icu, 2 weeks IV antibiotics., was off work over 3 weeks, it sucked. If it wasnt for my shifter healing, it could have been worse. Im just glad to be back on my feet.
Evening Logan. I am having a bit to eat. Some dim sum and some plum wine.

*He turns his gaze back to cg smiling still, his fingers idly trailing up and down his mates hips*

Sounds good, im munching pickles and debating dinner,
 
Snuggles up in CG's lap, kissing him softly and whispering in his ear..

Yes, lets go play in the catacombs. It's been a long time though, so be gentle..

Giggles and gives him another kiss..

The weather is just adjusting to what those silly humans have done to poor mother nature. She's not going to be tamed cause we want her too... She will evolve and change as needed. If only the foolish humans would learn to work with her instead of against her..
 
*His amber gaze shifts to glad, smirking* its getting better, i was laid out on my ass over new years, had a nasty cellulitis infection in my leg that went septic, 5 days in icu, 2 weeks IV antibiotics., was off work over 3 weeks, it sucked. If it wasnt for my shifter healing, it could have been worse. Im just glad to be back on my feet.


*He turns his gaze back to cg smiling still, his fingers idly trailing up and down his mates hips*

Sounds good, im munching pickles and debating dinner,


“Sounds intense. Glad it seems to have you on the mend.”

He smiles, “I had dinner myself, I discovered velveeta makes these skillet meals that are pretty good.
 
I do believe it is rum time... straight up rum with frozen fruit to keep it cold... yup...

Gets up and flutters towards the bar, digging around for the good rum and tall mason size mug, fill it with frozen fruit and pour in the rum!

Technology is so lame.... /sighs... Wish this foolish world wasn't so dependant on it...
 
They do, they even make microwavable cheesy bowls, i keep them in my truck, i love the lasangna, the chicken alfredo isnt half bad either
 
Snuggles up in CG's lap, kissing him softly and whispering in his ear..

Yes, lets go play in the catacombs. It's been a long time though, so be gentle..

Giggles and gives him another kiss..

The weather is just adjusting to what those silly humans have done to poor mother nature. She's not going to be tamed cause we want her too... She will evolve and change as needed. If only the foolish humans would learn to work with her instead of against her..
That it is Kate and she can be such a bitch when abused.

Logan sorry to hear you have had such a tuff time, fingers crossed, It sounds like you're on the mend.
 
I find myself treading the well worn path up from the harbour to the ancient doors that guard the sanctuary of the Pearl. It's been far too long.

They open soundlessly at my touch, and I step into the warm velvet gloom. Familiar scents surround me; polished wood, Phoo Ming's cooking, fresh coffee, and ..... wet dog??
 
Sips on my coffee and eyes the new arrivals.... place suddenly gotten busy again....
 
She’s a cruel mistress with a heavy hand Strange, trust me I get it. I was just about to get myself some tea, can I get you anything while I’m up?” He asks as he rises from his chair and heads towards the teapot on the old wood bar.
 
All good... drinks my coffee and glances about.... I believe the host is in the catacombs at the moment.
 
"Coffee please,
She’s a cruel mistress with a heavy hand Strange, trust me I get it. I was just about to get myself some tea, can I get you anything while I’m up?” He asks as he rises from his chair and heads towards the teapot on the old wood bar.
"Coffee please, white, no sugar. If there's any left in the pot. Things are starting to settle, it's just finding the time to fit everything in"
 
"Coffee please,

"Coffee please, white, no sugar. If there's any left in the pot. Things are starting to settle, it's just finding the time to fit everything in"


Poring his tea and liberally adding honey he makes the coffee for strange. “It can be a blancing act. I started writing again and have tried to figure out what things give for me to make time for that. Sometimes it’s been sleep, which isn’t a long term solution.”

Wandering back he hands off the coffee before retaking his seat. His eyes flick to boyd “Probably, or the real world has claimed him.”
 
Wonders in after many years of being around...
Hello, Is it possible to get a Cuba libre?
A Cuba Libre why certainly sir. Now will that be a dark rum like Myers or an golden aged rum, or just a plane light rum. So what brings you to our little corner of Lit? I am C G Raven an old sailor up on the beach looking for a new berth. Just call me C G .

Morning Strange good to see you.

I nod and wave to Byod and Glad as I make the requested Cuba Libre.
 
Morning CG, finally found a little time to come visiting again.

Sleep is never a good trade off Glad, I find myself going short on it far too often. I'm still blocked on a pile of stuff that I desperately want to finish.
 
I know that feeling, but also have the urge for new things it’s a tug of war for sure. Also, I’d rather lose sleep to writing than insomnia
 
A Cuba Libre why certainly sir. Now will that be a dark rum like Myers or an golden aged rum, or just a plane light rum. So what brings you to our little corner of Lit? I am C G Raven an old sailor up on the beach looking for a new berth. Just call me C G .

Morning Strange good to see you.

I nod and wave to Byod and Glad as I make the requested Cuba Libre.


A well-stocked bar. Let's go with an aged rum; I'm sure you have some cola made with sugarcane.

It is good to be here and finally make my way in. I like writing roleplays here at Lit and, well, just getting back into it with a good one. It is hard to find the right partner to write with here, but when I do, it is beautiful—something I enjoy about writing with someone else.

Looking around at all the bar patrons.
 
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