Rey's warehouse- Friday afternoon

[thatwaslucky]

Rey had felt just enough of a draft this morning that she'd gotten up into the rafters for a little bit of maintenance on the hole they'd patched last year. You know, from when a boulder had gone through it. This was how Rey realized that some things in Fandom sounded weirder more time away you had from them.

If you needed her, you'd have to look up. Way up. And she might ask you to toss her the duct tape from there. Not because she couldn't just levitate it up, or even because she needed it, but because it could be fun.


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Blackstone Forge & Foundry, Friday

[thatsmysword]

And so it was Friday, and Henry was left back alone to his thoughts at the forge. All right - not entirely alone, as Mutt was there, wandering about and sniffing at things. But still.

It wasn't like it was the first time he'd been alone with his thoughts here, either. He had been quite frequently since returning. But there was a restlessness in him here, with so little actual smithing to do and so much empty time to fill.

"D'you think we should start making more horseshoes, just in case?" he asked Mutt, pitifully, around noon. "I don't know how much longer I want to listen to myself think."

Mutt barked at him enthusiastically.

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The Devil's Nest, Friday Night

[my_own_advocate]

"Of course I'm at the piano! I'm always at the piano! It's my bloody piano!"

It was safe to say that Tiny was a little-- confused today. Still, he shuffled out of the way obediently to allow Lucifer to take his seat behind the piano.

"I can't believe the nerve of some people," Lucifer sighed, before launching into a somewhat-irritated rendition of Queen's 'Don't Stop Me Now'.

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