Characters: Ebenezar, and whoever wants to poke him
Time: One of the sunny days
Location: The Spertus Institute (next door to the Blackstone)
Content: Ebenezar's fixing the damage the Skinwalker did to the building the old fashioned way. And with a little magic.
Warnings: Grumpy old man.
Format: Prose or action tags. Not picky.
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Polish and wax, do laundry, and mop and shine up Sweep again, and by then it's like 7:15 )
Nor was it particularly surprising to find her heading on over to offer her help. She wasn't doing anything else particularly important that day.
"Excuse me," she spoke up, "but would you like some help with that?"
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Or at least some, anyway, as she simply headed for the nearest thing that looked like it needed to be hauled away. Waiting wasn't going to do her any good here.
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"I'd be glad to."
Okay, she probably wasn't going to be able to manage it on her own, but she could help share the weight. Or more, if she felt like trying some magic of her own on it. But for now she'd simply help, as she lifted the piece of metal up to the best of her abilities.
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She really did mean it too. A little politeness went a long way, no matter what world you were on.
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"I've been to stranger places," she answered with a slight shrug. "But I suppose I am, yes."
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She'd have to ask Master Eraqus when she next got the chance to do so.
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