7th Sweep [Phone]
[Oh man--that was most peculiar. Rider had caught him rifling through her panty drawer, and just... laughed it off and called him silly. And then she asked him to come to bed. Now, normally he'd be slobbering all the way to the sheets, but this was not an awesome mokkori day or dream.
Aaaah, they droned Rider-chan.]
[[Phone//filtered from drones/Grady/Milkman/Mayor/...postman?]]
Looks like they sent Rider-chan home.
And in the meantime, I have a proposition for anyone willing--since I work short hours, I've been thinking about building bunkers in pre-made basements around here. Anyone who's willing to help out, do you think we could form a little 'clean-up company'? It'd be, in the long run, a very good investment, and I doubt I can do this all alone unless I work on it for years...
Canned goods and the simple stuff is left up to the owners, though. It'll take a while to get the place ready, but we have plenty of drone cars to mooch of off overtime. Lots of metal for the walls--good locks for the doors. Anyone with special abilities, if you know how to make stuff with magic, that'd be helpful.
Edward, if you're up to helping out in the future, that alchemy of yours would be pretty damn useful.