She stood there, one thumb hooked into the front belt loop of her black leather pants, the other hand rested on her slender hip as she watched him move around the grounds, in search of that perfect spot for his shop. She nodded at his words, already reaching for her cell phone, flipping it open and punchin in a few numbers.

It was quickly brought to ear and the conversation was one sided, quipped and quick. "Sup Travis. I gotta job for ya an the boys, I need started immediately and finished as soon as ya'll can get'er done. On the Estates. Yeah, I'm'ere now. Yeah I'll be'ere to start ya'll off an then I gotta check in on the office a bit, but it ain't that far, I can trek back an forth an lend a hand. Yeah. Nah, name's Lang. He's a new business partner of mine. He'll be here supervisin ya'll an helpin out." She nodded her head, while sliding a gaze over Lang's form. "Aight then. Yeah he'll letcha know what he wants done. Whatever the cost get'er done and get'er done good Travis or it's ya ass. Aight, see ya in twenty and don't be late ya fuckin slacker." The phone was flipped closed as she huffed a breath out.

"Boys'll be here in twenty to start the project. He'll give ya a time estimate then about how long it'll take to build ya a good an sturdy shop. Just let'em know whatcha want and how ya want it done. And it should go smoothly. Now mind ya, the boys'll test ya, but don't be afraid to let'em know who's the boss."

She nodded to him, stretching a bit and groaning. The slices and dices and punctures hadn't fully healed yet, but were well on their way. The one she'd managed to rip fighting Koyliak was still bugging her as she shrugged outta her own trench and tossed it over a sturdy tree branch on her side of the ground, turning on her heel to face him again. "Oh and there's a..." She swallowed around that lump. Dear god he was half naked on her property where god and the world could see him. What the hell was he thinking? "Are ya plannin on workin like that?" She'd totally forgotten what she was previously saying as she looked away from him to the ground he'd chosen.

When she'd taken off her trench. He'd be able to see that she'd chosen pretty much the same attire she always wore. Black steel toed boots. Tight black leather pants that clung to her shapely body, tight white tank top tucked into those pants, a chain around her waist, made to look like three. Out of the arm holes of the tank were various bandages and gauze wrappings, there were still a few on her upper arms as well.

She slid her gaze back to him a moment. "Ya could like wear a shirt or some shit. Keep ya from gettin sunburnt or some shit. Getcha cancer wandering round like that all the time yanno." A hand ran through golden curls as she growled to the last of his words. Regardless of whether he was joking around, showing compassion and/or care, it hit a nerve in her as she leveled her gaze with him. "I'll work right long side ya and the boys til I need to go take care of other shit and then guess what, I'll be back to work right along side ya and the boys."

And at that very moment before either of them could go on or retort to one another, the loud rumble of the boys' truck could be heard speeding up the gravel driveway spitting gravel out as it spun to a stop at the gates.

"Rogue open the goddamn gates if ya want me to get ya shit done girl damn! I got a goddamn schedule to keep and a bitch of a boss to do it for."

She blinked as she heard Lang's voice slice through the thickness of Adam's voice, smirking to herself. Mebbe just mebbe she'd found a good partner afterall. She watched him open the gates and heard the mutter going on through the bed of the truck.

"Rogue! Rogue! I swear it ain't my fault we're late!"

Travis' voice brought out a rich and throaty laughter from her that was very rarely ever heard from the Rogue as she shook a head of golden curls. "Sure it ain't Travis. What'd ya do? Stop by a Brothel on ya way innere?" Smirking she watched the truck pull through and come to a halt again mere inches from her person.

"See you finally found yaself one that's worth something eh Rogue?" Travis nodded to Lang with a grin. "That one there has a set a steel ones to talk to the boys like that without even knowing them. Ya gonna marry him right Rogue?" Stupid grin on his face as he watched the reaction rise outta his boss.

She leveled her gaze on Travis and promptly slugged the man in his jaw with all she was worth, watching him land on his ass on the ground at her feet. "And I see ya ain't lost ya balls Travis. Thatsa good thing, but choose ya words carefully with me or ya gonna be out a contract. Got it bucko?" Hands now rested on her slender hips as she watched the man get up and brush himself off.

"Damn good swing Rogue. Good thing I don't have to answer to an old lady anymore." Grinning as he rubbed his jaw. "So where the hell we building this thing man?" Hand extended to Lang. "Names Travis and I assume ya be the one called Lang, yeah?"

She stood there a few moments, thumbs hooked through her belt loops as she watched the boys unload the truck. Ice blues wandered over her boys and then they settled on Lang for a moment's study. She watched as his muscles rippled and twitched under the heavier of items. Smirking, satisfied he could carry his own weight, she moved to the tailgate of the truck and started to heft shit right alongside the men.

She was carrying a bundle of metal piping and tossed it onto the pile with the others, she stood there a moment as she watched one of the boys tape and chalk off the outer boundaries of the building. Hands found their way to rest on her slender hips. "How long roughly ya think it's gonna take ya'll Travis?"

Travis had already started to measure the wood for the framework. He'd sent Alex off to start mixing the cement when he looked up to his boss' voice. "Eh, from the looks of the blueprints ya boy's got over here. And the way my crew works. Shouldn't take us no more an two, maybe two and a half days, assuming they ain't no surprises under this here earth. Yanno?" He wiped the beads of sweat already starting to form on his brow as he looked to her. God was she a sight to behold for any mans eye, taken or not, they couldn't help but look at her, and look he did as he'd done the last few years they'd been working together.

She nodded, looking over all the men at their various tasks. "Aight then. There's a hefty bonus if ya finish early." Smirking as she challenged him, she headed off back to the truck to lug off the bundles of wood now.

She'd deposited a third bundle of the wood near Travis when she quirked a brow to his comment. She crouched low to the man, she'd grabbed a bottle of water...yeah water imagine that...she was drinking water. Cracking the lid on it she took a healthy swig of it as she eyed Travis, lowering her voice. "The hell ya mean he likes me, he's gotta like me to some degree. I'm his boss ya nut." Another healthy swig and sidelong glance to Travis as she stood up and stretched.

Of course being the brazen hard ass she was, she would find nothing in Travis' comment other than sheer business. Another look around as the sun had now reached it's highest point and she headed up the winding walkway towards the house, calling over her shoulder. "I'll be back inna few, got some things to take care of inside the house."

She went inside and stood at the front room window for a few moments, cooling off in the air conditioned Estate house as she watched the men work, a shake of her head and a smirk, she strode off through the house towards the kitchen.

About a half hour later, she emerged from the house with a rather large cooler on wheels and was wheeling it down the walkway to where the boys were working, smirking to herself. She stopped, still watching them as it seemed they'd been oblivious to her arrival back, she cupped her hands over her mouth. "FOOD!"

She stood there, hands on her hips now as she watched them continue to work, shaking her head. Sometimes men could be so difficult! The sun was beginning to set and if they wanted to get in a few more hours of good work today, they'd have to eat fast and then get right back to it.

She eyed the men as they didn't answer her and she muttered as she yelled louder. "Come an getcha goddamn food or else I'm gonna go and throw it all inna goddamn trash!"

She opened the cooler and tossed waters and sodas out to the men that were rushing. Sandwiches and subs, tossed out here and there and everywhere and she was content as she stood and watched the boys eat and took a head count, much like a teacher over her children and she squinted back out towards where the foundation was now drying.

"Lang! Travis! Get ya goddamn asses upere and eat with the rest of em!"

Travis and Lang had finally joined the rest of the boys to eat their lunch and of course she'd gone out to finish measuring wood and cutting it. Getting the pieces ready for tomorrow's work as she paused a moment to watch them eat with a smirk and she was back to work. She'd ignored any and all call for her to come and eat with them and threatened them all with their jobs if they came out to the site again without finishing their meal.

The sun had set nearly an hour and a half ago when the boys had finally packed everything up and loaded back up into the truck. She'd leaned on the window where Travis was as she spoke to him. "Time ya boys gonna be back tomorrow?"

"Common now Rogue, ya know better than to ask me that. How long we been working together?" Grinning.

"Fair enough Travis. I'll see ya inna mornin bright an early then." Slugging him playfully in the shoulder.

He let his gaze travel her body as he shook his head. "Rogue ya need to get some sleep girl, ya look like shit. Why don't ya let that stud over there take ya up to the house and romp in the bed with him til ya all tuckered out? Seems like he likes ya well enough. Throw ya damn inhibitions away Rogue and live a little babe. There's more to life than business ya know." And with that he turned the key and headed towards the gates of the estates.

She watched him drive off, cussing under her breath, wondering just how much Lang had heard as she eyed him.

The sun was barely rising in Rhydin when the sound of her cell phone caused her to mutter into the pillow and the arm around her...Arm? Wait...arm around her...wait...she slept?...Her cell phone continued to ring and she opened her eyes, a bit groggy as she noted the room was still pitch black and there was still an arm draped over her naked form...Naked form...arm around her.

Her mind wasn't awake, but her damn cell phone was, she fumbled around and reached for it flipping it open. "The sun ain't even up yet lemme alone!"

"Come on Rogue, get ya ass up and open the gates! We got work to do woman." There was a long pause on the other end before she heard laughter and the voice again. "Ohhhh Rogue, ya got company eh girl? Just gimme the code I'll open it myself."

She groaned and stretched a bit, rubbing her eyes, as that arm seemed to tighten around her naked body. "I ain't gonna give ya the code! And it ain't noneya business if I do or don't got company! I'm a grown damn woman Travis." She reached to the side of the nightstand across that body in her bed and pressed a button. "There the gates are open ya ass, I'll be down in a bit." She flipped the phone closed and slid it back onto the corner of the nightstand by her bed.

"Aight woman, hurry ya ass up!" He was laughing the whole time.

God it was morning already and all she wanted to do was stay here in bed...curled into that warm body next to her.

Outside the ruckus was already starting as shouts and hoots and hollers were crossing over the expanse of the Estates grounds. The boys were already getting to work now that the foundation was laid and dried. The framework was up and sturdy. Now it was time to fill it all in, so that tomorrow it was time to move equipment in and the lists would begin for the necessary stock that would be needed for his shop.

She sighed and curled into his body as she shook her head. Her breath warm against his neck. "No, we dun gotta get up. We can stay right'ere for a bit longer. But Imma gonna havta go down and face the music sooner or later or he'll come up here and start banging muh door down an shit." She paused a moment at that and tilted her head up to him. "Ya ain't ashamed of stayin'ere with me last night are ya?"

Outside the ruckus was getting louder now, the sounds of drills and hammers...chainsaws and ripsaws rang out over the Estate grounds as she groaned, ice blues watching his form get dressed and she stretched lazily in the bed. "Feels like I just went to sleep not like a coupla hours ago." Pouts and finally removes herself from the warmth of those lush silk sheets and spread as she stretched again, headed to her walk in closet.

About ten minutes later the Rogue emerged dressed in her usual attire, but for now she'd leave the trench in the house as it was just a day of grind as she eyed him, tying back her cascade of golden curls with a black silk ribbon. "Ya ready to face the music bucko?" Smirking as the cell was already ringing again, as they both walked out the main doors to the Estate house together and proceeded down the walkway towards the work site.

Cat calls and whistles rang out around them as they approached the workers. The Rogue stopped and slid ice blues over the boys as her hands rested on her slender hips. "Ya'll done yet?"

"Alright boys that's enough, get ya asses back to work." Travis' eyes slid over Chey's body, nodding to himself. Before he slid a hard gaze over to Lang. "Ya late Rogue. Both of ya are late. Long night?"

"I ain't late. My project, my times. And wasn't so long of a night. And it ain't none of ya business anyway." Kicking at the dirt she took another look around and headed off to start nailing some boards in.

As she'd walked away, Travis slid his gaze to Lang again. "If ya hurt her man, I'll be forced to kill you. Better take care of her. Ain't no other like her in the world." Nodding to himself, he went back to work, leaving the younger man to his own thoughts.

She'd gone far enough away from Travis and Lang that she hadn't even heard their exchange of words. She'd already climbed one of the many ladders cluttering the build site and was busy shingling the roof of the smithing building that was very near to completion. She'd looked over to the two men, but couldn't exactly make out what was being said. The Rogue just figured they were talking about something to do with the last touches of the building's construction.

Hours and hours passed, and not many words were exchanged in pleasant conversation as all the boys and the Rogue continued to work, pushing to finish the building. She hadn't even remembered to stop or break for lunch. They were so close to being done. So close to finishing the project and it was going to be done earlier than they'd originally allotted time for it to be done.

Ice blues slid slowly over the grounds, it was still quite empty, plenty of room for other things to be built...later though. She'd just about had enough of the boys and Travis. To many prying questions and to much noise to early in the mornings, not to mention the looks she'd get when passing the boys while they worked. So she pushed them, and herself to near exhaustion to finish the building.

A long stretch as she stood now looking at the finished building. All that needed to be done now was to furnish the building and to order and haul whatever equipment Lang needed and wanted inside the building. Thankfully that part they could do without the boys' help. She slid a glance to Travis, hands resting on her slender hips. There was still a thin layer of sweat glistening on her body as she stood there in the lifting pale moonlight. "Aight then. I'll give ya'll a call if I need somethin' else done eh? S'good work'ere." Nodding to herself. Despite the banter and bullshit the boys threw out, they were damn hard workers and their work was the best round. She slid a rather thick envelope out from behind her back and tossed it to Travis. "Twenty-five large just like we'd agreed on. Nuff to cover the labor and a bonus like I said if it was done early. Don'tcha go cheatin the boys outta their money either Travis or I'll hear bout it I'm sure." She was joking him about cheatin the boys as she tossed a glance over to them. Most of them were now slamming back Badsiders and leaning on the truck waiting for Travis. "Ya bettah getcha ass movin, I don't want a truck full of drunken men on my property." She laughed a bit and slid a gaze to Lang for a brief moment before focusing back on Travis. "An if ya hear any business that needs to get tended to, ya gimme a call, eh?"

He'd stood there, watching the her and nodded as he thumbed through the bills. It wasn't that he didn't trust her, it was the mere fact it was way to much money for the job they'd done. But he shrugged and nodded to her. "Alright Rogue. I'll keep my ear to the ground. I'm gonna get the boys moving. And get my ass home myself. Ya have a good night and take care Rogue. I worry about ya." Said with a nod and a quick glance shot to Lang, before he turned and headed towards the truck, leaving Lang and Cheyenne alone on the grounds.

She slid her gaze to his voice, and found ice blues wandering over his body again before snapping up and settling on his eyes. Head tilted as if she were in thought and then a smirk to him. "Seems I forgot to let us eat durin the course of the day. I imagine ya are pretty hungry eh?" She hooked thumbs in the chain around her waist as she took a couple of steps towards him before sliding her gaze over the finished building then back to him. "We an go an get cleaned up and head to the Inn for some dinner an Badsiders if ya want."

While Cheyenne slept in the main house on the estate, Lang was at his shop, having went into town and gotten the needed supplies, and well as things he wanted in the shop. Once they arrived, he would open the gate, then started to move everything inside, with the help of the movers that brought the items.


The shop looked like any other blacksmith shop, a pit in the back for working with the metal, as well as display cases to show off the various swords, and other manner of items that would be sold here. Once the shop was set up, he signed off to make the payments on the items he had gotten, before sending the men off.


He would then head to the main house, leaving Cheyenne a note.

" Cheyenne
Just letting you know that the shop is up and running now, I already got the things I needed to run it..stop by and check it out when you get the chance. I'm going to head out and look around Rhy'Din for a bit..I'll meet you at the Inn.. See ya later...
Lang "


That done, he would slip out of the main house, letting her sleep for as long as she wanted, before heading on out to tour Rhy'Din...then headed for the Inn.