Zen Leandros
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- Posted: Sat, 14 Jun 2014 05:48:48 +0000
Trust not what your eyes can see...
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▶xAbsently tapping his pen against the clipboard with the closing list upon it, Levin moved through his shop to double check that everything was in it's place. His tools had been cleaned and put away in the locked cabinet that rested against the far wall, and all of the floor mounted machinery had been turned off and unplugged. The floors and his workbench were clean and his current projects put away where they couldn't be damaged. With everything in order, he flipped the switch that would shut off all the power in the store minus the lights themselves. It was always smart to ensure that no one could get hurt should they find themselves in the area without him around. Safety was a big thing with him, and the idea of someone getting hurt in his shop was always a big worry. With nothing left to do, he dropped the list off on his desk in the back and flipped off the lights before leaving. Closing and locking the door behind him, he wondered what to do from there. It was still early enough in the evening that he didn't quite feel the desire to return home just yet, but he wasn't quite sure what else to do. There was always the Tavern of course, even if he wasn't a very big drinker. Well that, and some of the drinks the bartender could whip up would probably kill him. Or at the very least put him in Dr. Hawthorne's tender care again, though thankfully he hadn't injured himself bad enough to visit the good doctor recently. Still, it couldn't hurt to be social at the very least, since he still didn't know many people in town all that well. It was sad really, six years and he still only knew the people he needed to, such as the mayor, the doctor, and the mail carrier. There was Sheryl of course, but he was rather certain his friend was still working at the moment.
Decision made, he slipped his hands into his pockets and started walking. x◀
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Relaxed: Mood
None: Company
En route to the tavern: Location
I hate intro posts, I've never been good at them...: OOC
...But what your heart tells you to believe