Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Wednesday [12/16].

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Amaya figured she'd be pretty safe from angels made of snow inside her shop, which was always nice and toasty thanks to the forge, with plenty of other fire-related things close at hand, but she figured there was no point in holding her last movie class in these circumstances, especially if it meant having to deal with everything going on just for the sake of being forced to watch another ridiculous mushy romantic Christmas movie.

If Amaya ever found out that the equipment had actually planned to treat her to a surprise showing of meta for Die Hard, she would be very upset about her decision here.

But she didn't know, and since it was really just Lucille and Tisarwat that had been coming for a while, she just sent out a text to them to let them know that class was canceled for the evening and to keep themselves safe, while getting back to work and keeping a flamethrower close at hand in case any of those angels found their way in, since she highly doubted they'd be coming in for weapons, and even if they were coming in for weapons...yeah, Amaya had lines.

Her brain was itching a little, though, starting to wonder if this wasn't one of those things that wasn't going to go away unless they went and did something to make it go away.

The Forge is open!