[07 - Video] Aftermath

[needsnobottle]

[Tammy's not sure how many people might have witnessed the rather embarrassing display with Bartimaeus a while ago, but hopefully no one remembers it, if they did see it. And she's also hoping no one asks what exactly she was looking to accomplish with the djinn. Suffice to say that the outcome was not what she was looking for, and she's been working on moving on ever since.

And she's been occupying herself since then. Hence her cracking open her journal today.]

Hey Rapunzel. I've got a couple of things we might be able to use. But I'm not sure...

Anyone got a line on where I can get a small amount of wood?

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[helluvachin]

[It's probably a good thing that he offered to help them with this.]

Alright, we're gonna need some woodcarving tools too then. All that should be in the carpentry house too. Let's go.

[Maybe he can teach these two how to do it themselves. Not cutting down a tree of course, he'll do that, but how to shape the wood and build their suggestion box.

There should be a tree small enough to suit their needs in the forest. Hopefully the axes isn't dull like everything else.]

[70ftandcounting]

[She grins at Tammy, then trails after him, eager to get started.]

Come on, Tammy!

[needsnobottle]

[Tammy follows, a bit relieved to have Riah helping and frankly a bit glad that she'll get to spend a bit of time with two people whose company she's come to enjoy.]

I don't think I've ever been in the carpentry house. Actually...I haven't been in most of these buildings. Mostly I just walk around outside...

[She'd assumed that the Doc wouldn't have been in any of the buildings, but suddenly that seems foolish. Her stomach clenches; what if he was hurt and trapped in a building? But no, if he'd died he would have come back...and by now he would have starved, wouldn't he? Tammy's stomach twists as her thoughts circle darkly.]

[helluvachin]

[Zachariah leads them to the carpentry house which is looking much better since he and Abeni cleaned it. He grabs the axe off the wall and runs a finger across the blade drawing a small drop of blood.]

Good, it's still sharp.

[He hefts the axe over his shoulder.]

Well lets get to work.