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Characters: Molly Carpenter and YOU
Date: 5/15/14, but mostly a catch-all.
Location: Anywhere in the city, but mostly around the earth sector.
Situation: Molly is recovering, helping rebuild, and trying out some shielding spells. It never hurts to experiment, right?
Warnings/Rating: None as of yet!

A: [Molly may be more of a wizard than a carpenter's daughter, these days, but she still knows her way around a hammer and nails. (The lack of power tools tends to help a bit, too.) She can be found near various areas that were bombed and/or damaged in the attacks, helping rebuild. It makes her feel somewhat more useful than she had been during the attacks, most of which were spent huddled in a ball in her own rooms. Should you run into her, she will likely greet you with a cheerful smile and a handshake.]

B: [Today, Molly can be found near her own apartments, instead of working on the damaged ones. She is outside, just in case something might go wrong -- never can be too careful. In any case, there is a large circle drawn out in the dirt in front of her place, with a small pile of furniture in the center of it. Every so often, she is chucking a fireball or a convenient rock at the pile, from different directions and different angles. So far, the pile is untouched, so her shield seems to be working. She's just trying to figure out how she can make it bigger. And hopefully impenetrable by certain folks whose names begin with 'M'.]

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Yeah? [ He takes a step closer, still leaving some space between himself and the party, as it were. Magic's not really his bag. He'd like not to accidentally screw something up. ] That'd probably be really useful in the long run, especially with the way things end up happenin' around here. If you picked the right building and got it up in time, anyway.

Yeah, but it also depends on how strong I'd have to be to get it up and make it stay. I might need some help. [With a gesture to her pile of stuff:] This is just small potatoes.

I'll have to take your word for it. We're not huge on magic back home, so this is pretty big potatoes from where I'm standin'. [ He shrugs. ] Oh, uh- name's Casey, by the way.

Eh, shields are pretty easy for me. They're sort of my thing. [She offers a wave and a grin.]

I'm Molly.

Nice meetin' you, Molly. [ He doesn't get to make the social rounds quite as much as he used to. Kinda nice to be doing something semi-normal. ] More of a hockey guy, personally. But it's kinda losin' its real world application here on the turtle. It's good to know the guys in charge thought a little about qualifications otherwise.

...Well. I guess? I mean, I -- was kind of useless during the whole ...bombing situation, so maybe I'm not as qualified as you think I am.

[ Well, whoops. ]

So now's also the part where I mention I'm not a great judge of qualification. Or, y'know. Pretty much anything.

Hey, it's not your fault I get hit with the wackier side of magic stuff sometimes.

[ He rubs the back of his neck. ]

I try not to end up makin' people get down on themselves, though. World's crazy enough without that, right?

Eh, it's not 'down', it's just true. Having the talents I do comes with a downside.

...But it is pretty crazy here, I'll give you that one.

I'll take it. [ He scuffs the heel of his shoe against the pavement, and then has a light bulb moment. ]

Hey, you been in town long? [ Can't find what you're looking for if you don't ask, and all. ]

Uh, a little over a year. Why?

Okay, would you say there's a best place to go for stuff like custom tools? I wanna try gettin' some stuff made when things settle back down, but I don't wanna put someone... outta their comfort zone, I guess. I'd feel bad makin' someone scramble, y'know?

Wellll. I dunno, there's not a lot of people you could find anymore that do that kind of thing. Maybe look into Stark's company, if it still exists?