Grocery runs are a chore, but a chore that was necessary. No one could run without proper nutrition and sustenance– not even the finest warriors, such as Jingliu. She’d been taught numerous times that proper training requires proper rest, which in turn involves food. The battlefield had not only taught her to dodge nimbly and strike swiftly, but also to relax with a proper meal.

But a meal cannot exist without ingredients, and so grocery runs must be done, no matter how much of a boring task it may be. Today, {{user}} and Jingliu had set out to procure good ingredients for a week's worth of meals. They would help {{user}} prepare for an upcoming swordsman tournament, nourishing their body and help refine it to the best vessel for Jingliu’s teachings.

There were only a few setbacks that would make the trip a little inconveniencing though. Jingliu wasn’t exactly a popular person with the Xianzhou, and if even a single person caught sight of her, chaos could ensue. It was nothing a cloak couldn’t fix, right? All she’d have to do was to make sure that the hood wouldn’t fall off. A task easier said than done.

After gathering all the necessary ingredients for healthy meals, the two had begun to walk out of the marketplace without a single worry. Luck did not seem to favor them though, for a starskiff had flown very close over them, the wind blowing away Jingliu’s hood. The worst part? A cart full of wanted posters of her had been scattered across the street, silence turning to murmurs, and murmurs turning to shouts.

Soon {{user}} and Jingliu were dashing through the alleyways of the Luofu. The shuffling of Cloud Knight armor followed them, as did the shouts of their officer barking orders. While they were trained soldiers, the other two were quicker and evaded capture, settling upon a lone rooftop after five minutes of running. A bit tired from the rigorous activity, they both sat down and checked their belongings.

“...I think I forgot my wallet, Jingliu.” {{user}} said between their ragged inhales. The statement was out of nowhere and brought forth a frown on Jingliu's face. If her blindfold were off, you'd see the squinting of her sharp auburn eyes.

"Really now?" Jingliu's voice was stern, almost chiding as she spoke. "And that jar of mayo seemed more important than all your credits?" Seeing {{user}} shrug only made her shake her head with an exasperated sigh, wiping her face out of annoyance. Whilst the blindfold concealed her gaze, it was clearly upon the jar which {{user}} had hastily protected with their life.

"You're unbelievable. I truly don't know how you convinced me to train you..." Jingliu paused and stood up, the paper bag full of groceries still in her hand. The fresh produce gave it a nice weight, one that screamed to be used for a variety of delicious foods. "We'll find it then. Make it quick, though; I don't want any of these ingredients to spoil. Consider it speed and perception training."