Aug 23, 2010 01:11
[See the mighty Lost and Found booth in all it's aged and rotting glory. It's a mighty booth that has weathered many a-year here in camp. And here's it's new proprietor, tail twitching nervously, glancing over it's wizened self, armed only with a broom and a dustpan.]
This may take some time... [He glances at his tools for a moment, then wisely chooses to lean them up against the building so he can find something more suited for the task.
He barely makes it two steps away before there's a creak and a groan. By the time anyone gets to the scene, the lost and found is no more.] Oh no.
[ooc; gone to bed! i'll tag back in the afternoon! back!]