"You can." Shifu nods curtly and opens the door to his room. Just ignore the fact that he had to jump for the handle.
The first thing Jack will notice is the burnt scent of smoke and incense. Despite opening a window, the aroma from his interrupted meditation session still lingers. If Jack is curious enough to peer inside, he'll see a line of candles on the floor beside a mat.
The room is just marginally nicer than the student dorms, with a few of Shifu's personal touches. Most notably, a large scroll painting on the wall, depicting the Furious Five and the Dragon Warrior. His staff is placed carefully on a stand nearby.
Shifu fishes the bandages out of his half-unpacked travelling bag, and... unfortunately, it's the old-school kind of bandages. The wrapping kind. He also has a small, dark bottle of something. Whatever it is, it'll probably sting.
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The first thing Jack will notice is the burnt scent of smoke and incense. Despite opening a window, the aroma from his interrupted meditation session still lingers. If Jack is curious enough to peer inside, he'll see a line of candles on the floor beside a mat.
The room is just marginally nicer than the student dorms, with a few of Shifu's personal touches. Most notably, a large scroll painting on the wall, depicting the Furious Five and the Dragon Warrior. His staff is placed carefully on a stand nearby.
Shifu fishes the bandages out of his half-unpacked travelling bag, and... unfortunately, it's the old-school kind of bandages. The wrapping kind. He also has a small, dark bottle of something. Whatever it is, it'll probably sting.