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The Gig, Friday [28.11]
Rosie - human again and human still, and grateful for it (even if none of the animals thought it was an improvement over the previous three weeks) - was very busy. Very busy, indeed.
She'd swept, cleaned, scrubbed, groomed, picked, washed and generally been a veritable whirlwind of activity since early this morning. Why? One, it was a good way to keep warm, and two, it was a good way to keep the mind occupied.
She hadn't gone to see Minsc on Wednesday. She'd meant to, but then somehow she'd become engrossed with working at the forge and just hadn't made it. If her mind wasn't otherwise occupied, she'd suspect it hadn't been an accident that she'd gotten busy.
With a huff of breath, Rosie dropped to sit on the steps of the smithy, where it was warm from the heat of the forge, and looked around the Gig. Everything from the horses to the cobble path gleamed.
She'd swept, cleaned, scrubbed, groomed, picked, washed and generally been a veritable whirlwind of activity since early this morning. Why? One, it was a good way to keep warm, and two, it was a good way to keep the mind occupied.
She hadn't gone to see Minsc on Wednesday. She'd meant to, but then somehow she'd become engrossed with working at the forge and just hadn't made it. If her mind wasn't otherwise occupied, she'd suspect it hadn't been an accident that she'd gotten busy.
With a huff of breath, Rosie dropped to sit on the steps of the smithy, where it was warm from the heat of the forge, and looked around the Gig. Everything from the horses to the cobble path gleamed.