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[ 師傅 }  An hand rose, cutting Po short before he could continue.

“ Panda. If you’re about to confess to some kind of lurid affair, I REALLY don’t want to hear about it. ”

[gongmensoothsayer]

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She squinted in barely masked disgust. Does he assume that tea leaves are read dry?

“No, because that’s just a health violation waiting to happen!” The Soothsayer stared up at the panda in incredulity. “The tea leaves are going to be wet from the water and the backwash and mold in a week’s time.”

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“I think I understand what you mean. Things between us feel very...natural. Nothing feels forced, or fake. We’re genuine and open with each other most of the time.

Also, you like seeing me do splits. I’m not surprised.”

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Fung- The bandit looked away. Did this deer not get it?

“Uuuh guy, I’m not sure if you are dense or just stubborn but like uuuh no. Plus I don’t want a drink right now.” Fung said as he looked up into the sky. it was the middle of the morning.

“Plus,  I don’t think its healthy to be drinking in the middle of the morning.” Fung turned away from the tusked deer.

“And finally guy, I don’t know what up with the tusks but they don’t look good. Lose them.” Fung started to walk away; the leader did not want to be bothered.

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[ 師傅 }  " You’re not keeping him here, " was all Shifu had to say about the box, now that he was aware of its contents. “ What was it you wanted to talk about? ”

[gongmensoothsayer]

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The Soothsayer glanced over his attempts at trying to decipher the map with only a small amount of exasperation. Decades of living in the heart of Gongmen didn’t give her the predisposition to ‘rough it’, as it were. She was starting to regret this expedition, or at least regret it to the point where she would rather take her chances and turn around.

“First, that is not how my precognition works,” she clarified, knowing that it was besides the point. “Second, in any case, we should probably find a clearing and... regroup.”

“If we at least figure out where the sun sets, we’ll have a rough idea of general directions and work our way up from there.”

[kentmansleys]

"You gonna eat that?" ((Francis York Morgan, exactly42muses))

steal kent’s food (or have kent steal yours)

      “Hey hey hey-- if I’m going to give you some of my plate, I’ll give it to you. Hands off.” Kent waved away Francis’ hands and picked up one of the fries he’d been coveting. “I may not look it, but I’m a man with a big stomach. I need the starch.”