Punch-drunk and open for business! [OPEN]

[risesandthefalls]

If he's honest, he's feeling a little punch-drunk; it's been a while since he saw a week that had him working quite so much magic. There are...well. There are things that he's ignoring. His hand is healing well, but it's still tender enough that fetching and carrying in the studio is difficult. He's having trouble holding a chisel, which means that work has more or less ground to a halt.

It is, not to put too fine a point on it, a complete pain in the arse.

Still, he can hold a pencil well enough. On his middle finger, the ring is as cool as ever. He's got to wonder how much of what he did the other day was his own power, how much of it was on loan.

He worries at the sore point on the inside of his lip as he sketches. Maybe he'll make jewellery?

It's not his fault that everything he draws turns into faces.


OOC: Rhodri's shop (as yet unnamed) is open for business). Feel free to interrupt!

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[fairywren]

Wren's wandering, which means he's not so much seeking anyone out as seeking everything out. He's been around town for this and that, but it isn't mapped, the way he's learned every nook and cranny of his neighborhood at home, could tell you instinctively if something was wrong, and he likes having that knowledge of a place.

He spots Rhodri sketching and leans in around the door frame, smiles his cat smile. "Busy?"