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Wells has been doing what he so often does when he's waiting for news: hitting things. This time it was a productive kind of hitting, since he opted to work in his forge instead of attacking an unsuspecting punching bag. Spoon was running low on nails for repairs around the farm, last time he checked, so that's mostly what he's been working on. Can't commit much mayhem with those without a pipe and some explosives to match, but he'll learn weapons work when he bloody well gets to it. Right now? Nails.
Well, no. Right now, bar. He's been in the forge a while and it's thirsty work, and there's a shower upstairs once he's got something down his gullet.
Well, no. Right now, bar. He's been in the forge a while and it's thirsty work, and there's a shower upstairs once he's got something down his gullet.