[RL - How about some grog? - ]

[priestess_yarly]

Some days Benny was thankful for her magic, others she wishes she had just been an actual Nun instead of a wandering priestess traveling with a group of insane people. Today was a mix of both, though the thought of drinking improved the darker side of it. Benny 'Hmmm'ing over the illusion she cast over herself, eying the more human skin tone that

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[high_milage]

Indy had been going over lesson plans for the next few classes- they were going to start the Neolithic period and well after the failure of obtaining the Chachapayan Idol- he needed a distraction. He gave a start when she knocked/yelled and was half-way up from the chair when she opened the door.

He stared at her a moment- more the fact she wasn't green then her outfit- "...Benny?" he asked after the moment it took to recognize the hair style, eyes and outfit.

[priestess_yarly]

"That'd be me. A little less green then usual, but still me." She replied amusedly at his stare.

"It once again proving magic is an odd thing." She crossed the threshold of the office doorway in the rather cramped room, giving the door a small push with the pad of her foot closing it slightly.

The woman of an unknown species opting to settle down on the clean edge of his desk momentarily.

"Now, how about those suggestions for a good place to drink?"

[high_milage]

Indy just shook his head- despite all that he had seen, he wasn't to keen on accepting magic. He rose an eyebrow at her, "Well, there's a nice place on Mason Avenue."

Nothing to classy, but not a dive either, "What exactly are you in the mood for?"

[priestess_yarly]

"Works for me, certainly better then some of the places I've been probably." She said giving a small wave of her usually three fingered hand.

"Surprise me, just no explosions for now. That's all I'm asking. And maybe a good time." Obviously Benny had high standards, and did after all enjoy a good bar fight.