Life has been... Bad... Recently.
I lost a family member, so things are going to be a little slow.
Ironically, I wrote this arc quite a while ago, but... Hey, here we are.
Fay and Ed cleaning up the back-stage. Initially Charlie is enthused, but as changes proceed she becomes distressed/angry
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Fay and Ed cleaning the Backstage. Ed is pushing a big pile of dross (kipple) with a push broom. Fay is measuring a door frame. Charlie sits on the counter watching curiously, tail tip twitching.
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Fay is part way through fixing the damaged wall, boards or just drywall? Ed is replacing light bulbs. Charlie is excited.
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Fay is scraping the star off the door, Ed is starting to paint. (Oh no, what color?) Charlie is distressed. Somewhere between wounded and enraged, reaching for the star, while flames start to burn at the hem of her dress.
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The lights are out, Charlie is touching the empty spot on the door where her star was. Flames have burned much of her dress and are licking along her aura.
