Stuffing the treats in his mouth Raff continued to flit around the room, starting up the computers, fixing wires and installing their data - all at a painfully slow pace due to the stone age equiptment.
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Saiyu yawned and riffled through a news paper that the old Inn owner had dropped into her lap, along with another pot of tea and a sandwitch. The main Deithelmian news tabloid was, as always, filled with propo crap and very little actual news. Setting the permenent marker back on the tray the red head lent back and admired her art work - the leaders face adorned with horns, mustaches, glasses, arrows poking through his head and the occational rude caption scribbled under his image.
Finished with both the Deithelm and helmshier news paper (the only one she bothered to properly read) Saiyu pushed herself from the small patch of ground that had become her designated watch spot and brushed the dirt from her shorts before fishing the communicator from her pocket.
"Hay Zil, you asked me to check in with - everything's fine here....pretty quiet..."
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-Jay is currantly fluffing around because I can't think what to do with him-
((aahaha...n..n..nice fred...Aya-sama you said he was friendly!...))