MCA #7 - After noon

[light_a_spark]

Having the day off, Roy was reading through a book on Earth weapons. His chess board was on the dining room table, set up already for a game that he intended to win. He would need his uniform to get cleaned after it got cake on it after all. For now, he was actually wearing slacks and a white shirt. He could do casual.

((Open for a certain delivery for now. Will open up for people to gawk later if they want. Open if you want to check out what all the moving around was!))

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[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

"Keep an eye out for smoking shoes. They're usually all that's left." Gladys brought one more pile of boxes in, added them to the stack, then stood still, patiently waiting for instructions. "Is that all of them?"

"Yes, Mr Lipwig."

He nodded. "You know," he said to Roy. This was an excellent opportunity, and not one he intended to miss. "The Post Office is closed for the day. If you want to borrow her to help unpack, I can leave her here."

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy hesitated for a moment, then shook his head even as he gave Moist a polite smile. "That's quite alright, but I do appreciate the offer. And the speedy delivery," he added.

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

"The Post Office prides itself on its service." He smiled easily, not letting the disappointment show. Not that he intended to do anything wrong, but having the Sheriff owe him a favour would have been very useful. "If you change your mind, you can find me, downstairs, actually." He motioned to Gladys. "Come on, Gladys. Say goodbye to the Sheriff."

"Goodbye, Sheriff." Golems could be very literal.

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep it in mind," Roy assured Moist.

"Goodbye, Gladys," he said and nodded at Moist at well.

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

With a last glance around the apartment, another smile, and a wave of farewell, Moist headed out, Gladys plodding behind him.