The Arms Hotel, Friday

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It wouldn't be Homecoming without Mary being pulled in five million directions. She had barely made it to the front desk before a maid ran in yelling that there were gremlins sleeping in the clean bedding in the laundry room. Luckily, there was another linen closet on the 7th floor with sheets and blankets that were clean, if a little musty.

Then Gunther had an "emergency" in the kitchen, which was nothing more than the chef being pissed that he got outbid on Ebay for an over-priced bear-shaped drink cup. Mary got him to go back to work after point out how difficult those cups must be to clean.

And just as Mary got back to the front desk, her phone started blowing up with calls from Las Vegas. She was going to do her best to avoid them for now.

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Blackstone Forge & Foundry, Friday

[thatsmysword]

Henry... had perhaps had a bit too much pizza last night. His body felt heavy and his stomach overfull.

So he pulled up a stool in the morning and eyed the forge. He'd gotten it going, of course. But he was going to wait until his guts settled before he tried to experiment with it a bit more.

Maybe more horseshoes?

Horseshoes seemed about where he was at, today.

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