[Voice]

Dec 23, 2009 13:41

Days'll be getting longer now. Shortest's come and gone. Don't mean the dark won't come back, mind, but the sun stays up longer. 'Less this city don't make no sense. Not that candles hanging off trees makes a lick of sense, mind.

That there Christmas don't make much neither.

Kennedy up an hoofed it, the quitter. Still got Tom, of course. Damned fine help he is, but we'll be needing some strong arms in the forge, eh? Can't lump all the work on Tom and me. Ain't right. Coal should hold out at this rate, might even have some to spare, but a cool fire's just going to be a waste of resources. Taking volunteers. Won't even start twisting ears. Yet.

Task Force got need of anything, Claire? Anybody we miss with the stoves, what hasn't turned into an icicle, that is? Feel like I'm forgetting something. Eh, can't be important.

Oh. Right.

Anyone wants a good hot meal on that there holiday, you're welcome in the forge, eh? Do the place some good to be full up again. Matt, you best be there. Bring your skinny little friend, too. And you, too, Roxas. Aaron, mind helping me cook, eh?

motherly bitchery, hawking wares, the timid miner, sour old scrooge, kennedy the pack mule, an empty home ain't no good, gotta do everything herself, need more work

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