Fit
Billy was finally getting used to Easthaven. It was something he hadn't really noticed until he had gone back to Vegas and found it near unbearably warm. That wasn't normal, since outside of the deepest of night and the peak of summer it had been his perfect happy place temperature. Well, he'd spent a lot of time inside but the point was it was way hotter than he remembered... and Easthaven wasn't as cold. He had all but stopped wearing his nicer clothes, casual suits by how his friends in vegas termed them, simply because they had been too thin for the chilled air. Now he suspected he might be able to manage it.
Even today he was working in just jeans, a cotton shirt, and a button overshirt worn like a jacket. A thick overshirt, but still. It wasn't terrible. Jeez how often had he wrapped up in a thick winter jacket and gotten that 'tourist' look from the locals?
This day, Billy was on personal business. He'd gotten in touch with some real estate types, thanks to a friend of his, and now had a list of potential buildings to look at. They had made offers to show him around but he wanted to see on his own. If he took a realtor with him they'd do all the flash and show they would for a normal customer, which was fine whatever, but wouldn't really know what he wanted to look for. This building was going to be a business sure, but it needed to be a home, a fortress, and a workshop too. Finding the perfect fit was going to be hard, and more than likely he'd need to make it perfect. Seeing what he could manage with and what he'd have to make on his own was key and he didn't need someone not in the know bugging him while he figured it out.
Above, Rowling flapped his wings silently as he circled the wizard. His familiar was cloaked in the veil from the bracelet Billy had made over a year back. That little trinket had worked out so well he'd been considering an upgrade, for him not the bird. Worst case for the familiar was someone looked up and saw a big owl- he was getting distracted.
Billy shuffled through the papers in his hands as he tried to hunt down the first of several addresses he was looking for today.
Billy was finally getting used to Easthaven. It was something he hadn't really noticed until he had gone back to Vegas and found it near unbearably warm. That wasn't normal, since outside of the deepest of night and the peak of summer it had been his perfect happy place temperature. Well, he'd spent a lot of time inside but the point was it was way hotter than he remembered... and Easthaven wasn't as cold. He had all but stopped wearing his nicer clothes, casual suits by how his friends in vegas termed them, simply because they had been too thin for the chilled air. Now he suspected he might be able to manage it.
Even today he was working in just jeans, a cotton shirt, and a button overshirt worn like a jacket. A thick overshirt, but still. It wasn't terrible. Jeez how often had he wrapped up in a thick winter jacket and gotten that 'tourist' look from the locals?
This day, Billy was on personal business. He'd gotten in touch with some real estate types, thanks to a friend of his, and now had a list of potential buildings to look at. They had made offers to show him around but he wanted to see on his own. If he took a realtor with him they'd do all the flash and show they would for a normal customer, which was fine whatever, but wouldn't really know what he wanted to look for. This building was going to be a business sure, but it needed to be a home, a fortress, and a workshop too. Finding the perfect fit was going to be hard, and more than likely he'd need to make it perfect. Seeing what he could manage with and what he'd have to make on his own was key and he didn't need someone not in the know bugging him while he figured it out.
Above, Rowling flapped his wings silently as he circled the wizard. His familiar was cloaked in the veil from the bracelet Billy had made over a year back. That little trinket had worked out so well he'd been considering an upgrade, for him not the bird. Worst case for the familiar was someone looked up and saw a big owl- he was getting distracted.
Billy shuffled through the papers in his hands as he tried to hunt down the first of several addresses he was looking for today.