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The bar door slams open, and Kira comes in from outside.
She's wheezing slightly, in the manner of someone who's been running around in cold winter air, and carrying a dark felt bundle. There's odd white streaks over it. Kira looks around, heads for a booth, and puts it down. Now it looks more like a large, dark, hairy wolf.
Kira isn't really looking, though. She's shedding her coat and poking through her pockets for her emergency sewing kit. Somehow it's never been so emergency-ish as it is right now. And with the tone of a props doctor to a passing nurse, she summons a waitrat. "Hey! I need a cordless hairdryer and batteries, please?"
So. Witch, busy drying the stuffing of a puppet with one hand while she tries to thread a needle held between her lips with the other hand. It's very eyecrossy. Maybe she could use a hand?
She's wheezing slightly, in the manner of someone who's been running around in cold winter air, and carrying a dark felt bundle. There's odd white streaks over it. Kira looks around, heads for a booth, and puts it down. Now it looks more like a large, dark, hairy wolf.
Kira isn't really looking, though. She's shedding her coat and poking through her pockets for her emergency sewing kit. Somehow it's never been so emergency-ish as it is right now. And with the tone of a props doctor to a passing nurse, she summons a waitrat. "Hey! I need a cordless hairdryer and batteries, please?"
So. Witch, busy drying the stuffing of a puppet with one hand while she tries to thread a needle held between her lips with the other hand. It's very eyecrossy. Maybe she could use a hand?