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[fuckyoucynthia]

Travelers make for customers, I always say. I'm called Will, and I'm the cooper here in town. Barrels, wheels - I'm a bit handy at a bit of everything, really. If it needs mending and its not clothes, I'm the house on the south end of High Street. There's a sign an everything, you can't miss it.

[Private to Sveta]Have you gone to market, wife? We

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[Spam]

[most_feared]

[Oh god, and there's Cooper. Being a cooper. Why is Cooper a cooper? Why were the singing birds right? Why are the singing birds still following him? Why can't he shoot them?

Rather than responding, he just decides to go check on him in person and make sure that he's just mundane enough to be one of the torchbearing masses and not dumb enough to get drowned by Prefect or baked into a pie. Don't ask how he got the Fresian, either. But now there's a big damn fluffy footed black horse being led up to a post outside of Cooper's work area and being tied.]

[Spam]

[fuckyoucynthia]

[Bullets never hit the target in Disney, you know this K. When Cooper hears a horse coming up outside, he looks out the window before heading out because that is a nice horse, this guy must be rich.]

Hello! What can I do for you, m'lord?

[Spam]

[most_feared]

[Thankfully neuralyzers still work in Disney. He's grateful for that.]

Will is it? [That'll be easy- no it won't. He's never really called him by his first name.] Nice to meet you. I was uh... I just wanted to have a look at your- ...barrels, I guess. I'm just shopping around at the moment.

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[fuckyoucynthia]

I've got a few on show on the side of the house. [Come, come look at his cool awesome barrels.] What are you looking to put in them?

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[greatlightother]

...no. I...forgot?

I was doing the washing! [Good save...]

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[fuckyoucynthia]

You know I've got to stay here for the customers, Lana. [...But clean clothes are good, so. Okay. :\] After you're done, then? You know how Heero loves them. [And him, but he is not above using their son. c:]

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[greatlightother]

Yes, I know. I will do it before you're home. I swear.

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[fuckyoucynthia]

I was thinking of running home for lunch. Will you be busy?

[Private]

[result_of_war]

Not too far, Father. Should I be home for supper?

[Private]

[fuckyoucynthia]

I don't think you need an answer to that question, Heero. [DUH, OF COURSE YOU SHOULD BE.]

Hey, do your Pa a favor - go buy some tomatoes on your way home. Or stop by the shot, I've some coin for you.

[Private]

[result_of_war]

[BUT WHAT IF I RUN INTO A PRINCESS THAT NEEDS SAVING.]

I'll be right there! [And he will legit be scampering off to find you.]

[Private]

[fuckyoucynthia]

[BOY YOU LET THE REAL KNIGHTS DO IT. And Cooper is just waiting for you son.]

[sharpememory]

Can you make a barrel that would hold a really, really big fish?

[fuckyoucynthia]

Please tell me you don't mean the merman.

[sharpememory]

No, that would be ridiculous. [IT TOTALLY IS. c:]

[fuckyoucynthia]

[DAMN IT MAN] Goo, because I don't have anything that'll hold something that big.

[giftedtwin]

Will! I... might need you to make me a new workbench. Again.

[This probably happens ALL THE TIME. Thom is pretty good at magic, sure, but he tries tricky things and blows up various things in his workspace a lot. And then he gets you to make new ones before his absentee master comes back randomly for a visit.]

[fuckyoucynthia]

[God, boy, what do you get up to in there.] Another one, Thom?

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[giftedtwin]

Sorry, Will. I... there's just so much to try and sometimes there are casualties. [Pause.] Like my workbenches.

OMNOM TAGS

[fuckyoucynthia]

Better than live casualties, I guess. Don't you ever try anything safe?