The construction was going splendidly. By late afternoon the clearing was complete, and the skeletal bones of a new building were begining to rise from the settleing dust. The man in the feathered hat sat playing a hand of go fish with an unseen (unseen as in completely transparent) entity on the new span of the log bridge which had been smoothed and leveled so as to be somewhat safe to cross. Feathered hat was converseing loudly with his companion whos replies were somewhat muffled.

"So what do you think of the location?" Featherd had asked... to which a muffled reply sounded from the unseen one.

"Is that so?... well mayhaps we should go meet the neighbors then..."

Feathered hat just blinks up at the particularly gutsy woman who just startled a pair of people sitting on a log bridge playing Go fish... even if you could only see the floating cards of the second player.

"Well hello there Little Lady... What brings ya ta our side of the Ravine?"He hops to his feet sweeps his hat off and bows gallantly " I would be pleased to show you around If you like?"

The invisible being gathers up and tucks away the cards with an audible sigh, then the packs of cards go bouncing off towards the new building.

The man in the feathered hat smiled. "Why this is the new headquarters for the 'Reassumed Utensils of Destruction Empire'miss. We just started construction today. And I was not aware that we needed a chickens permisson to build on the property. We purchased it fairly in the Rhydin back due taxes auction just this past week. Is this some new building code?"

The man had already taken Jewel by the arm and was leading her off in the direction that the bouncing cards had headed. "We were just discussing making the aquaintance of our new neighbors when you arrived."

At this moment they had entered one of those trailors that seem to always be used as offices on new construction sites, and the man in the feathered hat is filling Jewels arms with posters and pamphlets and other propaganda. And finally a crisp white baseball cap with RUDE in bright red letters is placed on teh faes head before she is herded back out the door and towwards the bridge.

"It really was a pleasure meeting you.. but now I must be off!" And with that feathered hat is striding away into the bushes.

Enter Tara into the picture. She's spent a long night hunting down one victim that wouldn't quit running and suddenly she's awakened by the sound of those chainsaws, that are reverberating through the ground and causing her hole-crypt to shudder.

Thinking the girls had gotten themselves a new toy and were being inconsiderate, Tara was not a happy camper as she stomped up the steps of the crypt to the upper level. But when she got there, the upper level was empty and that incessant sound continued.

It was daylight so she couldn't go outside but she had other ways to get information. She snatched a pair of her Super Spy binoculars off a nearby table and went to the window.

She scanned the surround with the binoculars as best she could but found that the window she was at was yielding nothing as far as information was concerned. She went to another, then another, and finally at the last window she saw the men in flannel shirts, the chainsaws and that terribly ugly sign.

"The Reassumed Utensils of Destruction Empire?" she said aloud as she read the acronym. "What the hell is that?"

"I could, if I were feeling generous, go find out," came a voice behind her and she turned. It was her doll.

"Arthur don't be ridiculous. I'm not sending you over there all alone," she said with a snort and resumed her spying.

Arthur dashed across the floor, ran up her leg and when he got to her shoulder he tapped her on the cheek. "Tara? Oh, Tara?"

Growling, she put the binoculars down and looked to the doll. "What?"

"I'm not going to catch on fire if I go out there and since I am the only other person in here other than you, who will, it's only logical that you send me," he said sweetly.

"I can't risk it. You're too valuable. What if they shred you with those nasty-looking machines they have? From the way it looks they cut through wood. I am sure it would have no problem cutting through straw."

"So they shred me up? Big deal. Look, it's not the first time I've done your dirty work for you and I know if I don't go over there, the suspense is going to kill you until sundown."

"Fine but be careful, dollie," she warned.

"Oh, don't worry. I will," he said and as she opened the window just a crack, he hopped off her shoulder and dove through it.

Tara watched Arthur make his way over to the construction site and grew ever more annoyed at the sounds she was hearing that were not very pleasant on her senses.

Sooner or later he'd return with more information but until then she was stuck in the clubhouse, a veritable prisoner in her own home.

Jewell was not one to be idle! As they had new neighbors she went home to get some toys to share with them. Nothing special, just the usual- water balloon sling-shot and some other projectiles. She wasn't sure if the new neighbors were on the Blade's friendly list yet or not, so she couldn't get out the big guns. Actually, she didn't even know what the big guns were but when the time came she was sure she'd find out!

As things were, she filled up one of her kid's red wagons and started back to the club house, hauling the thing behind her. There was also some nails and pieces of wood mixed in with the 'toys', whatever could she be planning?