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needsaparrot) wrote2007-03-29 08:02 pm
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MCA roof, Xander's workshop: Thursday night
If Xander had a hammer - oh wait, he did.
There was some small irony in the fact that what he was hammering away at was a bookshelf, but really it was just something to pound small, sharp pieces of metal into at very high velocity and even higher volume. While wearing proper eye-protection.
*BANG*
It was helping. Really.
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[OOC: For a specific visitor.]
There was some small irony in the fact that what he was hammering away at was a bookshelf, but really it was just something to pound small, sharp pieces of metal into at very high velocity and even higher volume. While wearing proper eye-protection.
*BANG*
It was helping. Really.
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[OOC: For a specific visitor.]
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"Before I left..." Xander taps his hand on his knee. "You always thought I could do stuff I didn't think I could. Go to college, get a job that didn't involve fries..."
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He meant to say unless, yes.
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He picks up the hammer again, starts to put the goggles back on, but shakes his head and puts both down on the workbench. He doesn't feel like hitting something anymore.