fandomtownies | Fixer-Uppers [Wednesday]

There was fiddle music filtering in through a speaker somewhere. William didn't know where, exactly, as several minutes of fruitless (...literally, there was no random fruit today) searching had him no close to discovering the source of the music.

At least it wasn't unpleasant, he mused, as he set to work taking apart one of the bits of tech he'd managed to bring back from the island's new neighbour.

[ooc: blah blah work in an hour blah. though i may actually be home early today due to job action shenanigans?]