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Build It Up, Knock It Down [Active/Open]
Character(s): Iroh, OPEN [especially to those that need help with log tags for the AC]
Content: Iroh is opening up a tea stand until he knows what to do about the Paixao restaurant business. He might need some help. [wink, wink]
Setting: Just outside of Paixao station in the central part of the island
Time: Later morning
Warnings: Shouldn't be a problem (for Iroh, at least...)
Iroh felt the warmth permeate his chest as he took a deep breath of the late morning air. "This weather has been incredibly pleasant! It reminds me of Ember Island during the summer. Sadly, I fear I don't have a bathing suit. Of course, that's hasn't stopped me before," he pondered quietly to himself as he was sure the rest of the town square wouldn't care to know of his ventures in skinny dipping at the hot springs. "But there is little time to think of that! I have to begin the construction of The Golden Turtle...part one."
He carried a couple armfuls of wood (or what was considered wood by Paixao's standards), a can of paint, a brush, and a hammer as he began scouting the perfect location to set up his new tea stand. "I need a place where many people come so I can make the most out of my business and share the joys of tea. Where would a good spot be?"
Content: Iroh is opening up a tea stand until he knows what to do about the Paixao restaurant business. He might need some help. [wink, wink]
Setting: Just outside of Paixao station in the central part of the island
Time: Later morning
Warnings: Shouldn't be a problem (for Iroh, at least...)
Iroh felt the warmth permeate his chest as he took a deep breath of the late morning air. "This weather has been incredibly pleasant! It reminds me of Ember Island during the summer. Sadly, I fear I don't have a bathing suit. Of course, that's hasn't stopped me before," he pondered quietly to himself as he was sure the rest of the town square wouldn't care to know of his ventures in skinny dipping at the hot springs. "But there is little time to think of that! I have to begin the construction of The Golden Turtle...part one."
He carried a couple armfuls of wood (or what was considered wood by Paixao's standards), a can of paint, a brush, and a hammer as he began scouting the perfect location to set up his new tea stand. "I need a place where many people come so I can make the most out of my business and share the joys of tea. Where would a good spot be?"