Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Tuesday [06/04].

[special_rabbit]

Everything in the Forge was back to normal and set back to the way everything should be, as far as Amaya could tell, and she had checked the place pretty thoroughly. Listening to radio revealed that, if anything strange was going on this week, it just had to do with the animals talking, and that didn't bother her too much, except perhaps in the case of a few pestering and gossipy radio squirrels coming in and out of the shop every once in a while. She was mostly ignoring them, though, because she wanted to make sure she made the most of everything being in proper order while she could.

Granted, those last few weeks could have been the last of it, and they'd have a nice steady summer with only a few blips of strangeness on the weekends from here on in, but she didn't want to risk it. Too much work to do, too many jobs and projects put aside for the sake of the island's whims. She had work to do!

Starting, of course, with trying to kick out another set of Beau's shuriken. Those were relatively quick and easy, something she could get done in a couple days with enough focus and attention and she could hopefully wrap 'em up and get 'em where they belonged before something else too crazy decided to happen and put a little pause in her progress.

The Forge is open!