fists_of_funny: (yang96)
Yang Xiao Long ([personal profile] fists_of_funny) wrote in [community profile] memestertrucks 2025-01-31 05:11 am (UTC)

Few things have unnerved Yang the way that farmhouse did. Everyone lay down in their beds and just...never woke up again. She'd been hoping not to repeat the experience again anytime soon. But if they come across a town, then...

At least there won't be any Apathy.

"No one needs me tearing through the woods scaring all the animals away, but fishing I can definitely do." Yang replies, turning her thoughts away from those unpleasant memories. "I don't like to brag, but I've pulled in more than a few whoppers in my day." A line almost as corny as the wink Yang shoots Blake as she says it.

Patch was an island and mostly everyone who lived there lived close to the coast; the interior was Grimm territory. You lived there expecting fish would be a big part of your diet, and Taiyang had taught Yang to fish a bit, once he'd...come back. She'd taken to it more than she thought she would.

And it's even more of a flex in the company of a young woman who Yang knows for a fact to have a voracious appetite for all things fishy.

Well, that appears to be the limit of what this kitchen car can offer them. Yang closes the cupboard she'd been examining, its contents as unexciting as the porridge Blake is currently examining.

"So, kitchen's kind of a bust, but at least we know we've got one. Want to keep going, see what else we've got to work with, or...not, as the case may be."

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