Hex's Day Out

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Who:  Hex and people in RG
What: Even Hex has to relax, and go grocery shopping
Where: Maleficent's old castle on RG/RG
When: After Mabry's announcement

OOC: It's been rather dramatic lately, hasn't it? Why don't we take a break from that for awhile, and just spend a moment living.

 

The sun was shining. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. And, tucked under a fleece blanket in tiny little room, Hex rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, ignoring the bright glare. The star in the sky continued to fill Hex's makeshift bedroom with light, revealing it's rather cozy contents.

A desk, butted against one wall, had her laptop. A cot, butted against the other rather close wall, had Hex, curled up into a ball, trying to pretend that the sun had yet to rise. A chest at the end of the bed held some clothes, and apart from that, the room was empty.

With the door opposite to the window, it had more in common with a small, almost unlived in college dorm room, than the bedroom of a powerful Witch. Sure, there was a large, opulent suite just down the hall and up four floors. With a king size bed, huge amounts of space, floor and ceiling murals, beautifully carved furniture, and an awe inspiring view of the surround blue valleys. Hex never really felt comfortable in it, and after spending a night there and being totally unable to sleep at all, retreated into what became her current room.

Hex's eyes blinked open, taking in the brand new day, and screwed themselves shut. She wasn't a morning person. Rolling out of her cot, she dragged herself to the chest, and drew out a towel. After some grumbling and wrist waggling, a Corridor opened before Hex. With same enthusiasm as before, she stumbled through and into her bathroom. Portaling in the morning, directly from her own room, to the steamy warmth of the bathroom, bypassing alot of cold and eerie stone corridors, was, in Hex's own opinion, the best way to do things. Especially seeing as it was buried deep in the heart of the castle, and she wasn't much one for a long trek early in the morning.

<i>You know, even though I just think of it as a bathroom,</i> Hex blearily thought to herself <i>it's really more of a bath house</i>. A clawed bath-tub that bordered on graduating to a swimming pool dominated the room, was already filled hot with water. Just like it was the first time she had come here. It still vaguely unnerved her, that whenever she entered any room, it was neat, tidy, and ready to be used. Hex had left the library a total mess for a moment, while she left for a snack. She had returned to find all the books neatly put away, the shelf she had accidentally knocked over righted, and her research notes organized into a small pile. It had been a full week of paranoia and constantly looking over her shoulder for some mysterious guardian or servant Maleficent had left behind, before she caught on to the fact that it was 'just' a series of powerful cleaning spells.

And so, with great grace and dignity, Hex went through her usual morning ritual. Which is to say, she stubbed her toe on one of the tub's claws while getting undressed and falling into the tub.

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MEANWHILE, ELSEWHERE...

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Parked outside the rebuilt city was a familiar large (armada-class perhaps? Aya could never remember the sizing scheme Zero had come up with for these ships but she's pretty sure it was Firefly related) Gummiship: the Dagda. Mostly familiar at least as it seems that there had been some gummi block rearrangements done here and there to the ship since it was last in Radiant Garden. Docked on the ground, the main hangar bay was open, gangplank down.

Stretching, Aya walked down the gangplank, pushing off her captain's hat and tossing it to one of her crew members before leaving completely. "I'm gonna be trading and getting supplies." she informs the human, "And maybe do a little recruiting for Clan Kickassia. The usual, in case Ryan asks where I ran off to. If something comes up, gimmie a call."

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After her morning bath, Hex returned to her room, and slipped into some flannel pajamas. Simple, comfortable, red and plaid. It certainly wasn't what one would expect a dark sorceress to walk around in. But, then again, even dark sorceress's have days they aren't plannin on doing anything.

Hex tied back her hair, as she walked to the next room over from hers. Thanks to an issue with the dye she had been using, it was now a lovely shade of sky blue, and a foot longer than it used to be. Which just goes to show, that one should always read the back of the box when dying their hair, particularily when using magical dyes. This box had read something like 'Caution: Exposure to intense magical energy may cause effects to vary'.

And now, thanks to her Atlantean escapades, Hex had enough hair for a ponytail.

Stepping through the door, the mundane way this time, she entered her makeshift kitchen. Which was really another small room like her bedroom that she had filled with food that wouldn't spoil. Snack food dominated the shelves on one side, and some fruit and vegetables were on the other. They were all simple things, that didn't require much in the way of cooking.

Or rather, there was supposed to be fruit and vegggies on the one side. Instead, there was an empty shelf, where there had been oranges yesterday. Oh, wait. I got hungry last night and had s snack before bed...

And while she could certainly have chips or some other bit of junk food for breakfast, Hex really hated to have those be the first things in her mouth for the morning.

So, I need food. Options, options...

She ran her hand through her hair and thought for a long moment, before happening to catch her reflection on the impeccably shiny floor. Long blue hair. Maybe with normal clothes, and some make-up... Well, she had been wanting a proper breakfast for awhile now. And wasn't there a cafe in town?