Sitting in the White Lotus compound, you were (for once) not doing anything. Usually everyone had extra training to do, or combatants from the Outworld to go fight. Surprisingly, there weren't many plans for the day other than the usual training they always did. At the moment you were sitting around and looking through a magazine you may or may not have snuck into the compound from the Earthrealm. It was nothing more than a simple fashion catalog that you had looked through a thousand times, so it wasn't very interesting. Across the room was Kung Lao, eating something made by the monks. You didn't really look to try and find out what he was eating, since it wasn't important. Though, maybe it would be important, because even just looking around the room and identifying things could entertain you at this point. You'd think the lack of plans would be exciting, but you were genuinely just bored.