Outside sparky repairs

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Agatha was dressed in her best dress, and she clutched her bag tightly. several dingbots were perched on her shoulder, while several others waved from the storefront. She looked around the island sadly. She had fun here. But, there was Gil to think about, and a slow smile spread and lit up her face. She was smiling thusly as the small hut on chicken legs appeared down the street and made it's way to her. With one last parting look, Agatha looked around and climbed in.


[ooc: she is gone. she will be back, just not for a tiny while]