Mirex smiled as she slips through the door of Adri’s shop, looking
about curiously at the interior while seeking out her friend, the proprietress.
She’d arrived on whatever street the shop was, clad in her new blue and silver
skirt and top. One of the latest from Lady Lux’s collection she’d seen and
fallen in love with. The afternoon was waning into the beginnings of evening,
but the sun still shone with the early onset of summer.
(( In case anyone didn’t already know about this I figured I’d fight the mobile interface enough to push the news out. Adri is laid up with broken ribs, shoulder blade, and collarbone, with both lungs punctured and collapsed. She’s only still breathing because of her passive air magic. Anyone who needs to be notified can assume they were, but I can’t promise any responsiveness until Tuesday when I’m back in civilisation. ))

