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fandomtownies2008-10-04 07:58 am
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The Gig, Friday afternoon
The only problem with having forged new bars for the gate was getting the gates up off their hinges and into the forge, so the bars could be added.
It wasn't that they were too heavy, though they were very heavy, Rosie just couldn't quite get the leverage to lift them off.
Exasperated, she dragged an empty barrel over, perched on top, and hauled straight up. The gate creaked and groaned and protested, but started to come free.
Her job wasn't made any easier by the crowd of sparrows, who'd decided that this was the best entertainment they'd had in months, and were chattering happily amongst themselves as they watched, occasionally calling out tidbits of entirely unhelpful advice.
[ooc: open, yup!]
It wasn't that they were too heavy, though they were very heavy, Rosie just couldn't quite get the leverage to lift them off.
Exasperated, she dragged an empty barrel over, perched on top, and hauled straight up. The gate creaked and groaned and protested, but started to come free.
Her job wasn't made any easier by the crowd of sparrows, who'd decided that this was the best entertainment they'd had in months, and were chattering happily amongst themselves as they watched, occasionally calling out tidbits of entirely unhelpful advice.
[ooc: open, yup!]