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fluxnet2020-10-22 11:56 am
hibana_incursa) wrote in fluxnet2020-10-22 11:56 am
video: Thursday Evening - 10/22/2020
[ Gwen's face appears on screen. She's at the music store, on her shift and while there's a chance to see the look of irritation on her face, there's a loud bang and some swearing from off-screen. Gwen jumps and turns to look at the faint line of smoke coming out of the back room and she addresses her NPC coworker. ]
Holy crap, dude. Are you okay?
[ There's more swearing, anger pretty palpable as a very tall man with a thin body frame stomps out of the repairs room. He's a bit sooty and singed and pissed and Gwen steps out of his way, watching him head outside to catch some fresh air. ]
Ooooh-kay. So! Our previous instrument repair person, Agatha, is gone. Her castle is no longer in town, nor is the very road it lived on. I know this because I went to drop off something of hers and it's...literally just not there. It's probably a good thing she's gone because she's kind of in trouble right now.
See...nowhere in her job description did it say she could weaponize instruments but we just had a couple flutes and a clarinet returned that had some interesting extra features added. The new repair guy, Eitan? He's really good at what he does, but what he does is for actual instruments. Neither of us can figure out how to make these instruments safe again. They're being turned over to the police and anyone that's had an instrument 'repaired' recently...if it's acting funny, bring it by. Financially, this is going to suck, but we'll replace it for you. Cool?
Cool.
[ A sigh, a shake of her head and Gwen turns off her feed just as Eitan comes back inside and heads to the repair room to keep working. ]
[private text to the other spiders: ]
My danger sense is flipping out. I'm cancelling my classes for tonight and going home. I cannot believe my place of zen and peace was screwed over so badly by this.
Holy crap, dude. Are you okay?
[ There's more swearing, anger pretty palpable as a very tall man with a thin body frame stomps out of the repairs room. He's a bit sooty and singed and pissed and Gwen steps out of his way, watching him head outside to catch some fresh air. ]
Ooooh-kay. So! Our previous instrument repair person, Agatha, is gone. Her castle is no longer in town, nor is the very road it lived on. I know this because I went to drop off something of hers and it's...literally just not there. It's probably a good thing she's gone because she's kind of in trouble right now.
See...nowhere in her job description did it say she could weaponize instruments but we just had a couple flutes and a clarinet returned that had some interesting extra features added. The new repair guy, Eitan? He's really good at what he does, but what he does is for actual instruments. Neither of us can figure out how to make these instruments safe again. They're being turned over to the police and anyone that's had an instrument 'repaired' recently...if it's acting funny, bring it by. Financially, this is going to suck, but we'll replace it for you. Cool?
Cool.
[ A sigh, a shake of her head and Gwen turns off her feed just as Eitan comes back inside and heads to the repair room to keep working. ]
[private text to the other spiders: ]
My danger sense is flipping out. I'm cancelling my classes for tonight and going home. I cannot believe my place of zen and peace was screwed over so badly by this.
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