#yay activity

Sully heaved up the crate of weapons, propping it up against her leg for support. The freshly sharpened and oiled blades within rattled as she moved the crate, each carefully wrapped in rags to keep the edges from hitting anything. She had organized everything according to the type of blade -- such as, say, the tip of an iron lance, or a bronze one -- and knew precisely where each of them was within the crate. All was planned for easy organization as she got back to the arms tent, where all the weapons were stored. Well, almost all. She had not considered that the weight of each individual blade would combine to a crate more heavy than she was used to carrying. She huffed as she leaned the crate against the front of her armor, her arms straining already. It’ll be fine, she told herself. She was Sully, after all, she was the Bull! A stupid crate of weaponry wasn’t about to be her undoing. So, she braced herself and began to walk -- slowly -- towards the arms tent, willing her arms to last all the way there. It wasn’t that far, after all. It would be fine. And so it might have been, if she hadn’t, mere feet before reaching the safety of the arms tent, stumbled on something. But she did, and the crate not only fell but shattered on impact with the ground, sending just-sharpened blades flying everywhere, rags and all. Furious, Sully pivoted around to see what it was that she had stumbled over.

I say a trip to the zoo is in order.”

Tagging everyone in the tfunetwork and coldpups, peaches-r-peachy, cosimaniespouse and belagaer-the-sundering-seas :)

Tagging the last 10 people on my activity (you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to): sitbaeknrelexo, delikcy, nuhes-ho, aye-yu, amandamaree, bringnight, cahnyeol, srewolfetihw, hoshiww, venus-aur

Niko smiled warmly. "Oh, hello, um, Nat! Yes, Herb can be a little... enthusiastic, shall I put it that way. It's really nice to meet you!" he reached out for a handshake. "You're in the Scouting Legion, right?"