<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d1/Mrlee.png)</div><br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3rd, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Afternoon, closer to evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Den of Eastern Delights<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open, Li-Li,<br/><hr/>Lee looked up as she thanked him.  He’d stepped closer to the mouse cage, where only a few of the murderous little creatures had survived, busy cannibalizing one another while he picked one up by the neck. It thrashed and tried to turn to bite at him, eyes hazed with a green film, and Lee offered a small, indulgent smile.<br/><br/><strong>”Tomorrow,”</strong>he offered.<strong>”Someone will meet with you tomorrow to discuss the particulars of arrangements.”</strong>He stroked at his chin.<strong>”The Rougher’s Diamond.  Soddom.  It is… as sacred a neutral territory as we are likely to find.”</strong><br/><br/>He bowed his head, as if trusting her to see herself out, then turned towards the cage which held the centipede.  He spoke to it in Chinese, crooning at it like it was a pet, preparing to toss the mouse within to make a live, dangerous meal for the enormous centipede.<br/><br/>From within the other two cages,<em>things</em>watched Li-Li.<br/><br/>