[Late in the afternoon as it is, the sun is close to the horizon by the time Xu Shu appears. The ravens circle and fly in front of an approaching sunset that is clearly going to be rather pink; soft pastels are starting to settle into the sky.]
[The timer on the phone Mitsuhide holds reads 43:52.]
[A close-call, certainly, and judging by the pace at which Xu Shu speeds towards the fire he knows it. When he slows down and stops by the fire there is sweat on his brow, his chest rising and falling with his exhaustion. The bottom of his trousers are rather muddy too, and there are leaves caught on his clothing, but most importantly? Rabbits. Four of them. Not huge, not massively fat, but still with enough meat on them to make a good meal. They are bound together by thick cord and unbloodied so far; killed by a quick break of the neck, obviously. Laying them near Mitsuhide, Xu Shu then takes a seat and heaves a deep, tired breath.]
[After a moment or two he lays down a packet besides the rabbits too; inside there are mushrooms. A mix of commoner edible ones and a small handful of a rare but tasty prize; Matsutake mushrooms, especially prized in both China and Japan.]
Enough?
[He pulls down his hood and runs a hand through his hair, now concentrating on his breath in an attempt to both calm down and recover from his sprint.]
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[The timer on the phone Mitsuhide holds reads 43:52.]
[A close-call, certainly, and judging by the pace at which Xu Shu speeds towards the fire he knows it. When he slows down and stops by the fire there is sweat on his brow, his chest rising and falling with his exhaustion. The bottom of his trousers are rather muddy too, and there are leaves caught on his clothing, but most importantly? Rabbits. Four of them. Not huge, not massively fat, but still with enough meat on them to make a good meal. They are bound together by thick cord and unbloodied so far; killed by a quick break of the neck, obviously. Laying them near Mitsuhide, Xu Shu then takes a seat and heaves a deep, tired breath.]
[After a moment or two he lays down a packet besides the rabbits too; inside there are mushrooms. A mix of commoner edible ones and a small handful of a rare but tasty prize; Matsutake mushrooms, especially prized in both China and Japan.]
Enough?
[He pulls down his hood and runs a hand through his hair, now concentrating on his breath in an attempt to both calm down and recover from his sprint.]