It was a boring, slow day for the wind sekirei. Because of all the recent battles going on, most of the shops had chosen to close up in order to avoid getting damaged or otherwise destroyed in the midst of all the fighting. And, much to her dismay, that had included many of the liqour stores she frequents.
So, she chose to spend most of these days laying in the hammock outside. Today was pretty much like another one of those days. Nothing to do, not even get drunk, but just stick around the inn and do pretty much nothing other than clean or watch TV.
She was laying in the hammock, back towards the earth, idly looking up at the lefs, when she heard a noise. A low, growling noise. And when she heard it, her midsection shook. She sits up and looks down. Thats when she realized her stomach was growling, and quite loudly at that. Placing a hand over her flat, slightly muscular belly, she pondered how she should go about fixing the rumble in her tummy.
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