#anywhere

Someone is IN Willy's shop.

She sees the door ajar as she approaches, and picks up speed to slam into the room. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!?!!"

Thistle HAD been bent down to see what was under the table, and there's a crack as her head meets wood on the way up. "*&^@&^#! Why y'furkin' gotta shout?"

The stranger is a wilder, and today's hair is green with purple tips. A handful of glowing Nevers are tucked about, watching.

"You're in MY SHOP!!!"

"You're like me!" The teen breaks into a grin. "A nocker, right? So - Willy? You're Willy?"

This nocker is older, but not a grump, and plain by mortal standards. She's in overalls and a teeshirt, workboots, and a snarl.

"Yeah, I'm Willy, who the fuck are you!??!"

"Or are there are other nockers here? Lavender just mentioned you..." A pause.

"Um. Katrina?"

She offers out a hand. Her voile is shiny and new - it has never been worked in.

"Are you asking me or telling me, Nimrod??"

"Names are kind of... weird right now, to be totally furkin' honest. There's this.. flower thing here?"

"Ain't no flowers in here! An' ah don't want no other people in here either! This is my SHOP!"

"It's amazing!"

"You in here touchin' stuff? You mess with anything??" Willy prowls around, checking the sanctity of the place."

"Damn straight it is, an' it ain't -yours.-"

"I didn't touch nuthin'! But what's that thing on the hook do? And... "

She bites on her lip for a second. "I know it ain't mine, but I just looked."

She seems almost as mad when she finds nothing is out of place. "Yeah, well, even -looking- ain't cool. There's such a thing as trade secrets, ya know!"

"I... guess? I don't know anything about leather, though. Or metal."

"So I can't furkin' steal secrets if I don't know basics, can I?"

She shoves her hands in her pockets after the offer to shake was ignored.

"Coulda been sent by someone." she grumbles "Or playin' stupid. Which, you know, great acting; totally believable."

She scowls, spirals flaring a bright red from their more sedate burgundy. "I'm not STUPID, you paranoid cow!"

"You walk into a nocker's shop without askin'? You're so stupid it takes you an hour to cook minute rice." she snorts.

SCOWL! "You leave a five course meal sitting out and don't expect nobody to sniff at it?"

"Ya know what? You're the reason they have to put directions on shampoo. The door was shut for a -reason,- you dingaling."

"I..." And then another SCOWL!

"I wanted to see." Begrudgingly apologetic.

"THIEF!!!"

"I am NOT!" She stamps her foot and balls her ruddy hands into fists. "I didn't touch anything, I just wanted to look!"

"You can steal with a look!"

"Bullshit! I didn't &#@# &)()***^%$ &^&%^ STEAL NUTHIN!"

"I'm not a THIEF! You can take your bile and shove it down your gullet and CHOKE on it!"

"HA! Izzat the best you kin do?"

"NO! You liver-blinked pinhead! You think I want to steal your drek!?"

A knock on the workshop door

"WHAT!?" She shouts at the knock.

"Manalive, they gonna chew you up and spit you out, you bonehead! WHAT?!?!!" at almost the same time.

Gladiola enters in, "I heard yellilng. I thought there might be trouble" Here on the hold's ground she looks even more a troll and maybe the saining helped. Her voile shows the green and Silver of her new house, but there are classic north eastern tribe touches "Is everything all right?"

"I'M NOT A &^(&&^&())@&^^*&ŒŽŽ£ THIEF!"

Only her kith'ss legendary stoic nature keeps the word 'whoa' escaping at that outburst. She looks to Willy

"Someone left a bag of idiots open!" Willy hollers at Gladiola, then turns to the little nocker "Keep it up! Keep it up an' you'll end up a strange smell in the attic!!"

"I wouldn't put your (*&^% on a broken-backed donkey!"

"Is your ass jealous of the shit that comes out of your mouth?!?"

"I see you two have finally met" Gladiola understates

"You said you don't know nothin' about leather an' metal, so how'd you know where it goes??"

Her jaw juts and her eyes smolder. Her spirals almost... flicker? Going from spitfire red to ashen grey.

"HA!!!" Willy points at her "GOTCHA!"