Who: Iden & Sylas What: Working hard! When: Sunday, September 14th, 2003 - 4pm Where: Hotel... panrtrey...? Why: Installing all the right wires. Rating: PG...? (For potential suggestive themes) Status: Booting Up.
Sylas had informed Iden that she needed assistance in one of the lower chambers of the house. The pantry specifically, something about the wiring being all wrong. A slight internal sigh had been easily repressed thankfully. Hadn't she done enough repairs, wiring and reconstruction around this place yet? It was beginning to seem like her work really would never be done around this old hotel and it was starting to tempt the techno witch into thinking about asking Daddy to buy them a new place. Maybe if she put the right spin on it, explaining she was working at a boarding school for mistreated youths. Yeah, that would easily get her dad to step in, it wasn't like buying a new building would cost him too much anyways. He could write it off as a business donation too and get some serious tax cuts. There, the perfect angle. Now how to work it into a conversation to make it seem like it was his idea was a different creature of the sorts. Unless she just did the princess daughter act. That could work too.
Either way, the wires down there needed to be fixed now. Not later and who knew when the baby of the watchers would have a chance to even speak with her father again with his business schedule. Adorning her tool belt around her waist Iden had prepared in a simple white t-shirt and a black pair of slacks. She'd end up getting dirty and the easiest thing to do would just be to bleach the shirt and run the pants through a dark load. Facing her door a sigh slipped out finally. Ok, it was really time to head downstairs now and work on things. Taking a deep breath Iden picked up her tool kit and exited the comfort of her own room. Bounding down the stairs the techno witch shortly found her self outside of the pantry and pulled open the door, thoughts swimming a little here and there about all the recent going on's inside the hotel. Boy had a lot happened in the short amount of time she'd been here. It was hard to believe that a couple months had passed since she had first arrived. Stepping inside the room she toggled the light switch to find only half the room seemed to light. Sighing heavily the witch frowned. That had to be a safety hazard of some sort. Putting the tool box down the witch closed her eyes for a moment and took in a deep breath. Recanting the latin chant she had learned small orbs of light sparked to life and floated around the room illuminating the place to a comfortable brightness through out the area. Smiling softly the witch leaned down and picked up the tool box again. The first step would be checking if all the fuses were good and from there, assuming it wasn't the fuses, she'd have to start ripping out sections of wall. Moving over to the fuse box the youngest watcher pulled it open with ease and began sorting through each part, figuring out which set of switches connected to each part of the hotel and localizing which ones she needed specifically.