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A Sunny Friday Afternoon

PostPosted: Fri Mar 25, 2011 12:59 pm
by Emily Alice Thatcher
Emily peers her head into the tavern, and looks around cautiously.

Re: A Sunny Friday Afternoon

PostPosted: Fri Mar 25, 2011 3:08 pm
by Molly Mayweather
"Ain't no one here but us chickens." Molly was camped out at a side table with a pile of aging metal bits laid out before her. Sticking out her tongue in concentration, she had a screwdriver jammed in one piece and cranked at it. She looked like she might be retorqing parts well into the evening.

Re: A Sunny Friday Afternoon

PostPosted: Tue Mar 29, 2011 9:48 pm
by Reddreamer25
Struts around and clucks