Chi rounded the corner or the corridor, only to find Kuma throwing Geb into the women's baths.
Shortly after that incident and what followed, Jin and Monsin continued to speak with the elders, until a voice was heard through a series of holes about the size of their fists. The reverberations and similar holes were scattered throughout the temple, making it known to all.
"Dinner will be served shortly, proceed to the dining hall and take your seats."A voice said,"Get to the hall and eat, eat, eat!"
"And that, child, is our cue to leave, I hope to talk to you again,"Atar said when Monsin stood and left,continuing to listen to Ping's conversation, he then rose from his seat slowly, using his hands to guide his aged body,"I take my meals in our rooms, I hope that you can understand that."
"Well, that's that kid,"Ping responded, jumping up with the limberness that belied his age, flipping his long-stemmed pipe end over end, emptying the bowl into a nearby stone barrel,"Dinner's served, and we're not the type to eat with the rest very often, you want to talk again, come looking for us, I'll make sure Kalah doesn't rip you to shreds." He smirked and put the pipe into the deep recesses of his tunic before walking off with the arm of Atar grasped in his hands.
A voice that Hao recognized as the voice of the head cook, though much more embellished and commanding than before. The various members of the Avatar Team found their way through multiple means, some following others, others the noise, still others just wandered around and got lost before becoming found again.
The dining hall was a marvel just as the entrance had been, large, magnificent, and much more lavish than the sleeping quarters. A silk tapestry a dozen men tall and wide was decorated with the symbols of the four Nations, with the sigil of the Avatar connecting the four. The four tables each laden with food and each of the acolytes, some wearing the robes of the White Lotus, others simply wearing the clothing of the Avatar Temple, all mingling and talking, almost all of it concerning something called the "Equalists" and the missions being started the next morning.
Each of the group were shown to a special seat clearly marked for them, grouping them together with whomever they had fought hours before. They were questioned as they ate their full and were given their fill of exotic teas and clear,fresh Snow-Water.
The food was good and filling and the company, if not the best in the world, a few of the Acolytes weren't completely happy about losing to the newcomers their Masters had decided they were to cover while they went to find the Avatar before the darkness Roku spoke of.
Shortly after that incident and what followed, Jin and Monsin continued to speak with the elders, until a voice was heard through a series of holes about the size of their fists. The reverberations and similar holes were scattered throughout the temple, making it known to all.
"Dinner will be served shortly, proceed to the dining hall and take your seats."A voice said,"Get to the hall and eat, eat, eat!"
"And that, child, is our cue to leave, I hope to talk to you again,"Atar said when Monsin stood and left,continuing to listen to Ping's conversation, he then rose from his seat slowly, using his hands to guide his aged body,"I take my meals in our rooms, I hope that you can understand that."
"Well, that's that kid,"Ping responded, jumping up with the limberness that belied his age, flipping his long-stemmed pipe end over end, emptying the bowl into a nearby stone barrel,"Dinner's served, and we're not the type to eat with the rest very often, you want to talk again, come looking for us, I'll make sure Kalah doesn't rip you to shreds." He smirked and put the pipe into the deep recesses of his tunic before walking off with the arm of Atar grasped in his hands.
A voice that Hao recognized as the voice of the head cook, though much more embellished and commanding than before. The various members of the Avatar Team found their way through multiple means, some following others, others the noise, still others just wandered around and got lost before becoming found again.
The dining hall was a marvel just as the entrance had been, large, magnificent, and much more lavish than the sleeping quarters. A silk tapestry a dozen men tall and wide was decorated with the symbols of the four Nations, with the sigil of the Avatar connecting the four. The four tables each laden with food and each of the acolytes, some wearing the robes of the White Lotus, others simply wearing the clothing of the Avatar Temple, all mingling and talking, almost all of it concerning something called the "Equalists" and the missions being started the next morning.
Each of the group were shown to a special seat clearly marked for them, grouping them together with whomever they had fought hours before. They were questioned as they ate their full and were given their fill of exotic teas and clear,fresh Snow-Water.
The food was good and filling and the company, if not the best in the world, a few of the Acolytes weren't completely happy about losing to the newcomers their Masters had decided they were to cover while they went to find the Avatar before the darkness Roku spoke of.
