Who: Joey and open Where: His new workshop aboard the Valient When: When ever What: Trying to find some calm in chaos. Rating:TBA Open: Yes.
It had taken a bit but Joey finally finish straightening up the storage room, making it his own little place to think and worry. He talked his uncle into give him a sturdy table which was now covered in various small bits that he was putting together. His hands were slowly, easily putting together a toy he'd made several times before for all his kids and matt's kids the later the grandkids. Little ones he'd never see again.
He shied away from the thought, running his fingers over the surface of the toy. He smiled sadly when soft tones came from the toy, chaning in pitch and sound depending on where he touched it and how much pressure the touch had. It was simply a noise maker but it was one that his own children had enjoyed deeply. His own when he was a child had various string instruments sounds. Joey tilted his head playing a random bit of music on the toy, not paying attention to the open door.