[ DRAFT 14 ] Not tschat, honest.

[metharchy]

This...this stuff is pretty great. Thanks Kage.

[Meth was chilling in her tree house smoking out. It was her day off, and with her newly acquired pink-glass hookah, and a spare mattress on the floor of her tree house, life was pretty good.]


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[Meditation being an important part of the priest's daily routine meant that he had to try and find a place to meditate. Technically he could meditate anywhere, but Glaukir always preferred to be in places that had plants and animals around. The temple on Deck 13 was too elaborate for something like this, so Glaukir found the forest on Deck 03.

There, he removed his shoes, sat at the base of a tree and with his hand resting in the cupped-hand position in front of his stomach, he began the first hour of his daily meditations.

It was hard to settle his mind. A lot had happened, and so Glaukir continually felt his mind drifting away, his emotions tangling and snarling as he tried to make sense of what was going on.

He returned to his breath again and again, and then when he finally began to feel inner stillness, he began the more difficult mental exercises as his breathing slowed and his skin cooled.

For the first hour, nothing happened. Then when he inhaled, there was a pungent aroma and Glaukir decided to take a quick break. The smell seemed familiar. He rose up through the layers of concentration and slowly opened his eyes as he took a deeper breath. ]

... is that...?

[Curious, Glaukir got to his bare feet and quested through the woods and up a ladder into a tree house. He popped his head into an open window and blinked at Meth.]

Are you smoking pot?