It's a kind of magic

[stnls_steel_rat]

Piper's clearing one of the work benches, preparing for a job

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[dralchemy]

There's a soft knock on the apartment door, and the slight sound of Albert muttering "No,nonono...crap." He's out of his cloak and what was jokingly called his Ren-fest gear for something a little more..normal, black slack, untucked dress shirt and his glasses. the violin was almost in two pieces, the neck barely hanging on to the main body of it. Really next time he moved (hopefully that wouldn't be happening anytime soon.) he'd take the damn thing with him by hand.

[stnls_steel_rat]

Piper pulls the door open. "C'mon in. You can put it down over there," he points into the workshop and the cleared bench. "You want coffee or tea or anything?"

[dralchemy]

"Tea if you don't mind. " there's a weak almost shy smile as he takes the instrument over to the workbench, "Thank you, and sorry to be rushing over with this at short notice, well sort of short notice."

[stnls_steel_rat]

"Not at all, not at all."

Piper brings out the tea then sits down at the bench. "Now then... Let's see what we got...."