Plygarth town - Cogs arae

(( This roleplay is for only Steampunk characters. Anything Victorian & "Sleepy Hollow" area may also join in.))


"ECH! How long has it been since you cleaned the underside of your automobile?!"

Vix, lying under the contraption, received a big glop of crude oil from the machine to the face.

Lucky she closed her mouth.

" OI.....oi..oi... This thing is sooo high maintinenece...That's why you are here. Capece?"
Said a rail thin woman with her nose in the air. She was a noblewoman.

"I know something else high maint'." Vix mumbled. "You could at least warn me-"

Then a rat's carcass sliped from one of the cogs's brass grips & onto Vix's lap.

She, with her oil covered face looked up at the woman letting out a sigh.

The Client screamed.