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[enduringkestrel]

[Cassandra certainly hadn't expected to wake up from an unexpectedly... nightmare-free sleep to find her room at the inn filled with loaves of bread. They're scattered over everything. The bed, the desk, the table... every available surface is piled with varying amounts of baked goods.

What in the nine hells is going on? She didn't go to bed with this much bread lying around. She's... pretty sure she knows how, actually, but still... HOW?]


I woke up and my room is full of bread. And I... think I did it. There's. There's a lot of it. A frankly ridiculous amount, honestly. More than I know what to do with.

So. If you're in Cadens. Would anyone line a loaf of bread?

Or three?

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[gunspins]

You must have had one hell of a time last night, robbing every bakery in town.

I'll take a few off your hands.

[enduringkestrel]

I probably ought to have stolen a few pastries alongside all the bread, then.

[She wishes there were pastries. Not that she doesn't... like bread. But pastries are wonderful.]

Thank you. It's not that I don't like bread. But I would like to continue to like it. I don't think I could eat this much bread even if I tried.

[gunspins]

It might be fun to watch you try but, yeah, best not.

Where do I come to pick up this load of loaves?

[enduringkestrel]

I'm staying at Mag's Inn, in Cadens proper.

[She'd left the barracks as soon as Inej had mentioned the inn to her. She couldn't have left fast enough, in her opinion.

She'll give him general sorts of directions, too. Which she knows quite well given her efforts to map the place out. Just in case he hasn't heard of the inn before.]

[gunspins]

On my way.

[ He's holed up not too far away so it's only a short walk to get to where she's staying. Once he arrives, he gives a rap on the door with his knuckles. ]