Topic: Darkwing's Forge

Lang Darkwing

Date: 2007-06-11 18:07 EST
The shop had been completed a few days ago. It was a fairly good size shop, on the grounds of Fordyce Estates, just inside the iron gates. Inside the shop had what most weapon forges would. Weapons displayed on the walls, with some being in a glass display. There were all manner of weapons, ranging from simple daggers, to large battle axes.



In the back was the storage for the materials, as well as the forge it's self, all ran by one man, Lang Darkwing. He had been hired by Cheyenne as a personal blacksmith, to cover that front, while paying for and helping him to build the shop. Lang had hired a few of the locals, when needed to make deliveries, as well as to bring in new supplies or orders.



He had also hired someone to take care of the payments, after having them checked out for any background records. Anyways, it was a very clean shop, with each customer being treated with respect, as they were greeted with a friendly smile, as well as the following saying.



Welcome to Darkwing's Forge...anything you order..We can make!

Cheyenne Tyler Fordyce

Date: 2007-06-11 19:22 EST
She paused outside Darkwing's Forge. Ice blues sliding over the workmanship of the building. It hadn't taken long to build, yet it was as sturdy as they come if not better. Her boys knew their work. She nodded, sliding her hand over the handle of the door and slid inside.

Ice blues adjusted to the dimmer lighting of the shop, as opposed to that of the brighter sun light outside. She tilted her head the side a moment, letting a hand run over the bare skin of her stomach as she walked the shop. She smirked seeing him bent over the forge and took a moment to...well...appreciate the picture it made in her mind. Shaking that away, she slid silently and carefully around his equipment and slid up and onto the work table across from him. "Looks nice. Ya like it?" She spoke loud enough to be heard over the banging and clanging he was doing.

Lang Darkwing

Date: 2007-06-11 19:29 EST
He paused the banging and clanging a moment to hearing the bell ring, annoucing someone had entered, as well as the greeting. He figured whomever it was would leave their order, then head on off, so he went back to work.



He stopped again to hearing the voice, before looking over to Cheyenne. This would be the second time she would see him bare chested while working, as well as working up quite a sweat. He smirked to her, before taking a break to wipe his brow, then walked over to her. " That I do...hope you like how it's set up. "


It was in a sence part her's, as she was the one helping him to finance it now, as he nodding to the girl at the counter that she could take a break, before getting the two a bottle of Badsider. He twisted the top off both, then handed her one.

Cheyenne Tyler Fordyce

Date: 2007-06-11 19:41 EST
She watched his movements, ice blues following him as she took the offered Badsider, smirking to him. "It's ya shop. It's up to ya how ya want it set up darlin'." She took a swig from the Badsider and smirked up to him. "How's business been? Enough to keep ya busy?"

Lang Darkwing

Date: 2007-06-11 19:47 EST
" For the most part..it still starting out slow. " He shrugged as he took a swig as well, before taking a lean on the table. He then chuckled as he eyed her a moment. " Bet you must find me very unattractive now, huh? All sweaty..and such. " A smirk to her, as he watched her from behind that bottle.

Cheyenne Tyler Fordyce

Date: 2007-06-11 19:50 EST
She smirked watching him. "It'll be slow for awhile til word gets spread round town boutcha. Then it should pick up right nicely." Nodding as she took another swig. One long leather clad leg draped over the other, leaning forward a bit. "I definitely ain't gonna throw ya down an get down an dirty witcha right now if that's whatcha mean." Grinning as she let her gaze slide over him again.

Lang Darkwing

Date: 2007-06-11 19:53 EST
He nodded to the getting word around comment, before smirking to her second one, as he took another swig from the bottle, and looked her over right back. " Yeah..I know...you're not the down and dirty type of girl..You're the prissy and proper one. " A daring smirk at her again.

Cheyenne Tyler Fordyce

Date: 2007-06-11 19:56 EST
She was midswig and she set the bottle on the work table top as she eyed him, tilting her head. "I'm hardly prissy an proper. An I think I'm rather insulted by that." Pouts a bit and slides from the table top. "At any rate. S'time to get back to work darlin'. I'll see ya for dinner eh?"

Lang Darkwing

Date: 2007-06-11 19:59 EST
He smirked to her pouting at his comment, before shaking his head slightly. " Alright..dinner it is then. " And he'd steal a kiss to her cheek, before downing the rest of his Badsider, then got back to work.