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Richard Harrington Summerby (the_richard) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Right. Remember those brothers from school. There's not boring, then there's manic. I'll err toward boring."

"Send them by whenever you want," Rich nodded. "I've got an office as head flight tester I never use; you lot are welcome to it. Got no concerns about the Family Broom, or the Two-Place, when we go into serious testing in a couple of months. Right, tight, and reliable, no pushing of limits." He glanced around to see if anyone was close enough to overhear. "Since you'll be getting the spec sheet in a day or two, no harm in letting you in on our secret now. The third broom we're working up, what I've been spending weekends tearing up the track with, is the one we call the Class C. High performance, right up to the limits of legal, good enough to take a rider from Novice all the way up and into C-Classification racing while still riding it every day. So you can see why we've got to be dead sure no owner can make a single change in any of the spellwork without going through the company and getting the registration pulled."

"Not so concerned about the status of the place - remember, I live in a converted furniture factory. No, there's a certain sentimental attachment for Clink Street. That was the first project Father and I took on together. Sort of a sign I'd finally grown up. Besides, I like my view over the Thames. It's like living in the country in the middle of the city."