‘The #ApothecaryDiaries: The Late Lady’s Treasure’ #Anime Feature Film Expands Cast With New Promo http://dlvr.it/TVvHsp
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Kusuriya no Hitorigoto makin ramai di layar lebar! 🎬
Movie Bouhi no Hihou menambah enam pemeran, termasuk Nobuo Tobita, Kensho Ono, dan Jirou Saitou, serta merilis dua trailer karakter. Filmnya tayang di bioskop Jepang mulai 11 Desember.
#KusuriyaNoHitorigoto #ApothecaryDiaries #Anime #BeritaJepang
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‘The #ApothecaryDiaries: The Late Lady’s Treasure’ #Anime Feature Film Debuts New Promo http://dlvr.it/TVtX4B
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‘The #ApothecaryDiaries: The Late Lady’s Treasure’ #Anime Feature Film Debuts New Promo http://dlvr.it/TVsxQY
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Maomao Knows How to Handle This Guy In This ‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ #Anime 3rd Season Clip http://dlvr.it/TVsfbC
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CW: #ThreeGoodThings, food
1. New JoJo's episode.
2. New #ApothecaryDiaries episode.
3. Nice oats for breakfast.
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#Crunchyroll Acquires Rights for ‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ Feature Film http://dlvr.it/TVqmfQ
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Recently read:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/93772081
Title: Protocol
Author: TheSovereigntyofReality
Fandom: The Apothecary Diaries
Summary:
After the pillar falls and Jinshi is only barely saved by Mao Mao and she is severely injured in the process, there are questions to answer.For starters, her leg wound is easy enough to explain but what about the rest of her injuries?
#Recentlyreadfanfictions #fanfiction #ao3 #theapothecarydiaries #apothecarydiaries
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‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ TV #Anime 3rd Season Previews 50th Episode http://dlvr.it/TVp7R8
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Ok, the new season of #Apothecarydiaries started today. First episode of season 3 is in Crunchyroll. 😁 #Anime @Blahmage 😉
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For those who care, new OP for Apothecary Diaries just dropped!
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Apothecary Diaries season 3 starts today!
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‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ TV #Anime 3rd Season Previews 49th Episode http://dlvr.it/TVkRpR
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‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ TV #Anime 3rd Season Reveals New Trailer & Ending Theme http://dlvr.it/TVfBmJ
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A Conversation With "The Apothecary Diaries" Author Hyūganatsu - Seth Burn talked with Hyūganatsu, who wrote The Apothecary Diaries, The Failure at God School, and more about her work, crafting mystery stories, and more.
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@Blahmage @wildrikku could be something for you guys too? 🤔 😉
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this meme is holding up a not insignificant portion of my mental health #ApothecaryDiaries
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Added a bunch of stickers that were missing from our website!!
There's still loads for me to go through but we're getting there, one listing at a time 💪
Go check out the website to see all the new stuff we've added recently 🥳
#hermitcraft #empiressmp #vampiressmp #apothecarydiaries #witchhatatelier #jujutsukaisen #ravencycle #FolkOfTheAir #lifeseriesfanart #QueerArtist #MastoArt #HandmadeSticker #stickers #mcytfanart
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‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ Getting Prime Video #LiveAction Series http://dlvr.it/TVJjYW
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CW: Apothecary Diaries (LN ~Vol 7, vague), queerphobia
I could gush and gush about Apothecary Diaries, from the way it handles consent, generational trauma, representation of autism, adhd, and even dyslexia, to the way Mao Mao is unequivocably the protagonist with real agency, but I do have one point of ick and critique: the way it talks about gender:
whether it's talking about eunics not being men or the way it treats crossdressing (very specifically a masculine person dressing feminine, the other way is portrayed as fine and cool and admirable and fitting, even), it feels... not as bad as older One Piece, but nowhere near modern One Piece or Guilty Gear...
which, I guess, is par for the course for Japan? hells, it's probably an overall fairly progressive story overall compared to a lot of Japanese media, but I guess it's that the queerphobia especially stings specifically because Hyūga Natsu writes and represents other minorities and difficult topics so well :cat_frown:
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Madman Schedules ‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ TV #Anime 1st Season Blu-ray Release http://dlvr.it/TVH7Vr
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After what felt like forever I finished #FinalFantasy16. I didn't like it very much. I found it a mediocre story told and presented beautifully, strung together by boring gameplay.
Phoenix downing myself with #Pokopia and #ApothecaryDiaries right now.
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A Conversation With "The Apothecary Diaries" Author Hyūganatsu - Seth Burn talked with Hyūganatsu, who wrote The Apothecary Diaries, The Failure at God School, and more about her work, crafting mystery stories, and more.
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Because no one asked me. My top FanFiction by hits
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CW: #ThreeGoodThings, alcohol
1. New tomes of #ApothecaryDiaries (light novels) and #DaemonsOfTheShadowRealm (manga) acquired.
2. Enjoyed a glass of cold ginger beer in the sun while waiting for the raised bridge to come back down, while also talking with a colleague I haven't seen in a while who also happened to be waiting for it at the same Caffè.
3. I managed to shave my face (mostly did it because I tore out a bit of it around a pimple that has showed up.
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‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ TV #Anime 3rd Season Sets Premiere Date With New Promo & Visual http://dlvr.it/TV23wS
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A Conversation With "The Apothecary Diaries" Author Hyūganatsu - Seth Burn talked with Hyūganatsu, who wrote The Apothecary Diaries, The Failure at God School, and more about her work, crafting mystery stories, and more.
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🪷 Jinshi 🪷
Matching to the Maomao illustration 😌 we're also very low on stock of this keychain so make sure to order it fast if you want it this month!!
#apothecarydiariesfanart #apothecarydiaries #Jinshin #animefanart #MastoArt #supportqueerartists #neurodivergentandproud #disabledbusinessowner
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🪷 Maomao 🪷
Realised we never posted this art, but y'all loved it SO MUCH the keychain sold out 😱
We'll be restocking this keychain for the end of the month, you can pre-order it right now on our online shop! 🥳
#apothecarydiaries #apothecarydiariesfanart #maomaofanart #animemerch #maomao #MastoArt #DisabledArtist
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Was in the neighbour village for a specific pastry. Didn't get that but picked up the following from the local book shop.
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‘The #ApothecaryDiaries’ TV #Anime Feature Film Titled With New Details & Trailer http://dlvr.it/TTLXKr
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Steele’s Rose Part 4 of 4
#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 #Graphite (aka Black Lead) / International #LGBTQ #PrideDay“Give me that,” Mao said as a person entered with a gourd. “Wine. Excellent. I’ll mix some medicine for her. The first thing is to cool the heat.”
She turned her attention to her bodyguard and explained, “This is nüè. It will return every few days, accompanied by chills and fever. There is effective medicine for it, but I don’t have it. Send someone to the apothecary to get sweet wormwood (qīnghāo). Get it fresh, not dried. Pay extra if you have to. If you can’t afford it, offer your sword as security.”
Steele turned to leave, only for Mao to stop her, saying, “Better, does the apothecary read our language?”
Steele nodded.
“Then, fetch me writing materials.”
When they arrived, Mao used the black lead provided to mark a message on a board and handed it to Steele. “Find someone you trust who speaks Li and have them fetch this. If the local apothecary doesn’t have fresh qīnghāo, have them find someone who does.”
The mercenary pushed through the shamen who were now standing by the screen. The beads on their elaborate robes tinkled as she passed. Despite her earlier comments, she went past without jostling or shoving. Head bowed, her muttered comment might have been taken as a respectful apology instead of Li military slang for worthless camp followers.
“Do what you want on the far side of the screen,” Mao addressed the traditional medicine people. “I will do mine here. Do not disturb us!”
Whether they understood the young apothecary or if her hand gestures conveyed her meaning, the two groups of healers respected each other’s boundaries.
Steele was soon back, accompanied by two burly soldiers. To Mao, they looked like shock troops, used to hand-to-hand combat. “They will carry Rose to wherever you choose,” Steele said. “You can’t keep coming here all the time. Besides, she will then be out of the reach of those vultures.”
Mao weighed the risks of moving Rose against the benefits. It was true she couldn’t regularly attend to the patient. However, Sazen and Kokuyou could care for Rose at Verdigris House in her absence. They might object to her staying in the shop, but they would tolerate it. She would also have easy access to her equipment and supplies. That would make preparing the qīnghāo easier.
She nodded and waved to the soldiers. “You will need a litter.”
“It is outside, M’lady.”
Mao sighed. She had come for revenge, yet here she was taking care of Steele’s sweetheart. Well, at least she would be well paid for it.
[FINIS]
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Steele’s Rose Part 3 of 4
#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 ink / International #LGBTQ #PrideDaySteele led her back through the building to a screen in the back. Behind it lay a young woman with felt blankets heaped on her. Her flushed face was almost scarlet, and her eyes were vague with a yellow cast. Mystic signs had been #inked upon her face.
The mercenary stooped beside the woman and laid a gentle hand on the blankets. “You must help her,” she said to Mao.
“Mù’er, who have you brought?” the sick woman asked, then fell violently coughing.
“My mistress; she is skilled at medicine. If anyone can help you, she can. Better than those Муусайн уйварчид.”
“Who is she?” Mao interrupted. She bent down and felt the woman’s forehead as she waited for an answer. The patient’s skin burned under her hand.
“My wife, Rose. Fire and ice spirits fight over her. She burns and then freezes. If you save her, I will pledge my life to you.”
“I won’t require that,” Mao said. It was bad enough that Jinshi saddled her with this woman, but there would be no end to her obnoxious presence if she pledged herself as the apothecary’s personal retainer.
“Some musk and a little snow lotus will do,” Mao said. As far as she was concerned, those would be much better than having someone follow her around all the time. Musk was expensive and useful, while snow lotus was rare; she’d never had any.
“Just save her, and I will get you that and more. Just be quick before those worthless charlatans come. None that they have doctored have lived.”
Mao had moved on to examining the woman’s eyes. The whites had taken on a yellow cast. “The liver?” No, she’d seen this before, mostly in the spring after the floods, never in cold weather. Without glancing up, she asked, “Have there been others similarly afflicted?”
“Several on the street.”
Pointing to puffy, red mosquito bites on the woman’s neck, Mao asked, “Have they had these? Gone to marshy places?”
“They were gathering yellow flax in the lowlands to use as dye where шавьжнууд bit them.”
“The fever goes away, but returns a few days later?” Mao asked.
Steele nodded as bells and drums sounded in the background. Chanting accompanied the music and drew closer.
“Shamen?” Mao asked.
“залигчид,” Steele swore.
“I need water, or better yet, wine or beer.”
The chanting and noise were louder now, and the smell of steppe herbs burning reached their nostrils.
“дарс,” the mercenary shouted to the people outside the screen. Then, speaking to Mao, she translated her earlier comment. “Yes, shamen, knaves, and swindlers. When the fevers and chills go away, they expect payment, yet take no responsibility when the demons return.”
“They do no harm and perhaps some good. I smell them burning sagewort and juniper. Those are excellent. And there is something bitter, like wormwood. That’s good too, but if they make her cough, it means there is too much.”
[Continued Thursday]
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Steele’s Rose Part 2 of 4
#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 Queer / International #LGBTQ #PrideDayMedicines packed, Maomao headed out on foot. It would be a long way, but it felt good to be out without either of her “minders,” Chou or Steele. However, it wasn’t long before she regretted her decision. Court life and the indulgences of Jinshi and his retinue had softened her. Still, she reminded herself that not long ago, a carriage or horse would have been an unheard-of luxury.
As she’d predicted, the house was easy to find. It was a shabby building shared by several occupants. The smell of simmering mutton, spices, and onions fried in fat hung over the street. Beneath it all lingered the sour smell of fermented milk, strong enough that she could have found the place blindfolded.
In front of the building, old women with rounded faces and olive cast skin gossiped, their eyes sharp and suspicious as they watched her. Not only their appearance but their dress marked them as from the steppes.
Mao considered what to ask. Not surprisingly, she didn’t remember Steele’s actual name. Even if she had remembered it, the chances that she could pronounce the strange northern syllables were slim.
“Excuse me, I’m the apothecary who was sent for. I am looking for a sick female soldier.”
The women shook their heads and said something unintelligible to Mao.
“Do any of you speak Li?” she asked.
Again, she couldn’t understand the reply.
“Can I help you?” an accented voice asked from her left.
She turned and saw a man whom she presumed was the furrier. His clothing was finer than the women’s, but their foreign cut was the same, as was his dark skin and heavy eyes.
“I am here with medicine for a sick mercenary guard, a woman.”
“No one like that is here,” he said abruptly and turned to go back into the building.
She thought it was #queer. While resentment between this quarter’s residents and the Li was understandable, would he really allow one of his own to die rather than let her treat them?
Once again, a fresh voice interrupted, this time belonging to a familiar woman. “Ааваа, тэр намайг хайж байна.”
Mao turned and found Steele standing in the building’s entry. She looked well, though tired and drawn.
“Come, you’re needed, M’lady,” the mercenary said, switching to the language of Li. Her voice was as tired as her face.
[Continued on Tuesday]
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Steele’s Rose Part 1 of 4
#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 Queer / International #LGBTQ #PrideDayMao edged away when Tianyu sidled up to her. He caused enough trouble when he spoke plainly, but anything he was trying to hide was nothing she wanted to deal with. Still, she couldn’t avoid hearing what the troublesome surgeon had to say. “Your guard, Steele needs medicine for a fever; it sounds bad.”
At last, Mao thought, “I’ll show that mercenary what it feels like to be ‘taken care of.’ ‘Throw me over your shoulder, will you!’”
She looked around. The busy medical ward had its fair share of soldiers with broken bones, bruises, and dehydration. Some days were much worse, but they didn’t need her currently. Still, there was no good excuse for her to leave now.
Dr. Liu’s sudden voice made them jump. “I’m sure Tianyu can do your work as well as his today. Your guard must be very ill if she didn’t come in person.”
Mao glared at Tianyu. How careless could you be?
The surgeon merely raised his eyebrows and covered his head, expecting further punishment for his transgression.
That was no concern of Mao’s. She was more concerned with the head doctor’s expression. She was reluctant to owe Dr. Liu any more than she already did. When he negligently waved his hand at her while maintaining a stony stare at Tianyu, she decided it was too good an opportunity to pass up. While Dr. Liu wreaked havoc on that irritating surgeon, she could do the same to her equally irritating bodyguard.
“Where is she?” she asked Tianyu.
“In the house next to the fur merchant in the foreign quarter. The one that offers goods from the far north. I’ll show you the way.”
This last comment was too much for Dr. Liu, who grabbed the miscreant by the ear. Mao didn’t need Tianyu guidance anyway. She knew where it was. There was an apothecary nearby that specialized in ingredients from the northern steppes, so finding the furrier would be easy. She had bought dàhuáng, saiga horn, and other northern medicinals there before. Her lips curved into a smile. The shop also carried musk, which she’d never been able to afford.
Yes, that would make suitable compensation to extract from Steele.
It didn’t take Mao long to get ready. There were no sweeteners to add, nothing to make the medicine easier to take, or to counteract unpleasant side effects.
“Let that woman learn what it feels like to be treated like a sack of flour,” she said to herself.
Not that she skimped on the most effective medicine. Luomen had drilled into her the importance of never endangering a patient without cause. “A lesson is one thing,” Mao thought. “Harm is another.”
[Continued in next post]
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Rain of Fish: Part 4 of 4
#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 Map / #ScribesAndMakers Tell us a fish story“Wait, we wouldn’t want to inconvenience the Grand Commandant,” an unfamiliar voice said. “We were just surprised the Moon Prince trusted you so much. Forgive us.” There was the rustle of robes, signaling that the three men were bowing.
“Perhaps you should give them another chance,” Chou said. To Mao, her voice sounded too sweet.
She turned and found the town leaders bowed as far as they could go. Inwardly, she sighed. What a farce. But if this is what it took to earn that mandrake, she could put up with it.
“Very well. Rise,” she said.
“It is cold, so let me be brief,” Mao said. “The day Ao Guang sent his people among you, there was a storm?” Mao asked.
“Yes,” the guild master said. He may have thought it a stupid question, but the threat of Kan Lakan’s presence still weighed on him. He could picture the whole town in flames.
“And it came from the north so that it beat against the cliffs?”
“Yes, your ladyship. It was so strong that Ao Guang sucked several ships down to his palace.”
“You say, ‘sucked,’ not ‘sank?’ Were there whirlpools?”
“Yes, and spouts as well.”
“Let me consult the oracle I brought,” Mao said and gestured to Chou to join her in the carriage.
When they emerged, Mao bowed. “I’ve spoken with the Dragon of the East Sea. He is upset with your greed. There are too many ships that take his people. Who will serve him if you pull them all from the sea? He’s also displeased with the people’s disloyalty. He wonders how they could listen to a moon-addled Frank who rails against the Son of the Heavens, the Sun Prince. If you take this warning and are satisfied with the gifts Ao Guang offers, he will become generous again in time. Take too much, and next time the sea itself will rise up and take you to serve in his court.”
The three men bowed again. Mao couldn’t tell if she had convinced them, but she didn’t really care. It was cold, and she was eager to load up the presents they had brought. Chou’s earlier descriptions of the seafood the town produced made her eager to sample them.
The town delegation was more than happy to oblige, and Mao and her two companions were soon on their way.
“So what really happened?” Chou asked as she happily chewed on some dried squid.
“Water spouts. The wind and currents get trapped against the cliff. Now pass me those pickled sardines.”
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Rain of Fish: Part 3 of 4
#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 Map / #ScribesAndMakers Tell us a fish storyBy the time Mao’s coach reached the overlook to the town, she was thoroughly tired of Chou's conversation about the salted fish and dried squid she had eaten from there. Seafood appeared to be a popular export. At least Steele was quiet, she privately thought.
The three alighted from the carriage and looked out over the town, laid out like a #map. Narrow streets wandered like the muddy, frayed edge of a gray sheet, for that is what the bay looked like. Light filtered through scudding clouds, and blowing mist had turned the harbor water a dull iron. On its surface, a vast fleet of fishing vessels crowded under tall cliffs to the south. The mist swirled against these crags, blown by the wind.
Mao turned to the men who had come to receive them: the magistrate, the harbor master, and the head of the fishermen’s guild. None looked happy to be out on such a blustery day, but the Moon Prince's summons couldn’t be ignored.
“You’re the prince’s envoy?” the magistrate said after Mao introduced herself. His dismissive tone was one she was used to. How dare he be called out to meet a mere woman?
“It seemed better than sending the Grand Commandant Kan, but I can see that was an error,” she replied.
She turned toward the coach, moving to leave. As she did so, she noted her companions’ faces. Chou had a wide grin, while a smile tugged at Steele’s lips. “Might as well take advantage of the Old Bastard,” Mao thought.
[Continued in next post]
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Rain of Fish: Part 2 of 3
#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 South / #ScribesAndMakers Tell us a fish storyWhen Mao and Steele arrived at Jinshi’s office, he beckoned Mao to sample the tangerines, rice crackers, and wine Suiren had laid out. It was an offer that Mao immediately took up.
“Are you still having headaches?” The prince asked as Mao settled.
She sipped her wine and considered. Would admitting to the headaches get her out of whatever Jinshi had in mind, or would it lead to more interference in her life?
Chou, who had stood in the corner unobserved, took the choice from her. “She winces frequently and often uses herbs.”
The prince made a wry face and said, “I wouldn’t bother you then, except I have a problem that you can solve. It’s just the kind of thing you are good at: unraveling mysteries that look supernatural from the outside. If there were anyone else, I wouldn’t ask you. You will, of course, receive an appropriate reward for your efforts. I have a mandrake that I am told is exceptionally powerful.”
Mao’s eyes lit up. It was a fine specimen, so lifelike it almost looked as if someone had carved it. She, of course, wouldn’t use it to curse someone, but medicine made from it would fetch a premium price.
Jinshi knew the apothecary was hooked when Mao reached for it. “After you finish the job,” he said, moving it out of her reach.
“I just want to touch it,” she protested.
Behind her, Chue giggled, while Jinshi shook his head.
“What do you need me to do?” Mao asked.
“There has been some trouble in the #south. Ao Guang has been less generous to the fishermen, and one of The Mad Frank’s acolytes took advantage of that, preaching that it was due to the Emperor’s lack of faith in the Frankish god. We seized him, of course, and that should have been the end of it.”
“But?” Mao asked, reaching for some dry, salted plums.
“What I have been told is that a week ago the dragon king rode among the clouds, drinking from the ocean, and sowing his servants in displeasure upon the townspeople. There is no stopping the common folk now from repeating the Frankish prophet’s words.”
“You mean fish rained from the heavens?”
Jinshi nodded unhappily.
“And you wish me to determine what really happened and to quell these rumors?”
Jinshi nodded again.
[Continued Tomorrow]
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Rain of Fish: Part 1 of 3
#FanFic #TheApothecaryDiaries
#Wss366 Dungeon (referenced) / #ScribesAndMakers Tell us a fish storyMao clicked her tongue when Steele, “her” mercenary guard, arrived at the medical office. The apothecary could tell at a glance that Steele was not there for medical attention, which could only mean another summons. Ugh, what if that pervert, Lakan, wanted something for the morning-after-demon? Least Kan Lakan be Forgotten:
The rush of burn victims had slackened, and the business at hand was cleaning up and restocking supplies. Dr. Liu hardly looked up before he waved Mao to go. He had already borrowed En’en and Yao from their normal duties, and they were more than adequate for the routine work of boiling and rolling bandages.
Mao’s fellow physician’s assistants knew better than to pay attention to her leaving. Who would want to earn her or Dr. Liu’s ire? Except for one person, and even he kept his voice low to avoid the doctor’s attention. As she passed through the door, Tianyu said, “Wouldn’t it be nice if everyone could call a personal attendant after a night of debauchery?” Word spread fast when someone bested Kan Kakan.
“Kill him,” she said to Steele.
“As you wish, M’Lady.”
The mercenary’s hand went to her sword, an unusually fine one, a gift from the Moon Prince for her part in rescuing Mao from The Mad Frank’s minions. The Mad Frank’s Dreams:
“Niang Niang!” Tianya responded, eyes wide.
“Don’t bother,” Mao told Steele. “I’ll do it myself later.”
Steele relaxed. “Come, the Prince wants you, something to do with a prisoner and a fish story.”
[Continued tomorrow]