Hullabaloo

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CLANK

Whzz. Fshh. CLANK. Whzz. Fshh. CLANK. Tong. TSHH. Tong. Whzz. Fshh. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK.

New angle grinder was in.

The metalworking club had a minimal but comfortable spot situated off to the side in what was meant to be the pottery room. Right next to the kilns. Not much else you could offer a party of three in such a school. Even so, it was equipped with a good amount of the things an aspiring mechanic would need to remain inspired, all carefully maintained by the most dedicated metalworkers the school had to offer... only one of whom was present right now, grinning with wide green eyes as she admired her newly-cut work which would go great on some exhaust system. Yeah, it was that loud with just her.

[Raya Loux continued from Love is All I Bring]

Raya hummed to herself cheerily as she set the part aside for now. Still had to cool, technically. Even more technically, she probably ought to be waiting for her two comrades. Comrades in fire and steel. She needed them to have the minimum number of people to start the club. Bit rude to do things without them, she thought. But, they were late, and she could swear that the new angle grinder was looking at her with bedroom discs. She needed to make something it was almost instinct. And the great Mr. Butler, in his visionary kindness (you'd be surprised how into observing metalworking an art teacher can be) had sanctioned her. Now she had a new thing. Made by her. Out of metal. Hell yeah.

But she couldn't just keep the club a solo act. There were other parts! They needed to be played! So, she sat herself down on a nearby stool (AFTER making sure the grinder was off and safety was on and it was positioned away from her alongside the rest of the tools she'd used (of course)) and began to down her first drink of water of the day. With how hot things got, she'd be needing more later. Those damn kilns. Even in the middle of winter she was just in her tank top because of them. Room didn't even need a radiator when they were baking... as the next person to enter the room would find out. She couldn't wait to see which one it was, and kept humming to herself, the tune this time of a more excited nature.