11-10-2013, 05:09 AM
When the poor girl squealed, it caused Maddelynn to jump wildly and do the same. She dropped the papers she had been sorting and hopped backwards. One of her slender hands jumped to her heart, the other to her mouth. When she realized that there was no real trouble, she let out a soft sigh. Her heart still hammered in her chest and she took a few breaths to settle herself down.
There was a loud commotion from the back when the two young ladies screamed. A male voice rang out with a string of expletives and the swinging door that hid the workshop from view suddenly snapped open.
Standing in the doorway, was a rather tall man with blood red hair. His hair was pulled back and twisted into uniform dreadlocks. After singeing his hair for the millionth time, he thought it was best to twist them back. A black bandanna covered the top of his head and his forehead, aiding in keeping his hair in check. Resting on top of the bandanna was a pair of goggles. The goggles were currently fitted with dark shades. Welding shades, most likely.
He was dressed simply at the moment. He had a black suede double breasted waist coat on. It was obviously old, owing to the worn patches. The top was open and folded back, giving a bit of a sneak peek of the tanned skin hidden beneath it. The waist coat had no sleeves, of course, leaving his thick, toned arms bare. He wore leather cuffs on both wrists, but other than that, his arms lay bare. He wore nondescript black trousers tucked into a pair of worn brown leather boots.
His black and blue eyes scanned the room, taking note of Rabbit and the young lady he didn't know. He looked to his left at Maddelynn, whom stood behind the counter, "What the hell is going on out here?"
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