Thread Roulette: Not in my Backyard

[Event !]

The Frosty Apple Showclub is owned and operated by a meta-huma who employs many Hammel alumni part-time. More than that, the club under a different name and with a different layout, had been owned by a different meta-human before her. Someone more displeased with metas than with burlesque has vandalized the club but nothing was stolen.

Eliza Stevens and Piper Saski-Roswell volunteered to help with setting it back in order.

[Piper Sasaki-Roswell]

Piper surveyed the damage as she finished rolling up the sleeves of her pink shirt. Despite the serious attitude in which she frowned at the mess before her and Eliza (introductions had already been made) Piper looked more likely to engage in a day shopping than cleaning up a club. It was probably the pink ribbon nestled on top of her ponytail. Finished with her sleeves she reached down and picked up an upended chair and set it right again. "Well, I suppose it's good that nothing was stolen but who just breaks into a club to make a mess?" she demanded out loud with the sort of disgusted tone that one reserved for acts of idiocy. She reached for a table this time and set it up, her other hand reaching for the table cloth that had pooled underneath it.