Moza and Deagh's time at Sandrock, and other fandom adventures

What in the name of Peach , groaned Catherine - Kitty to her friends - as she stepped out of City Hall and a hulking figure landed on the ground in front of her. "Ho! I thought you were part of Logan's gang!" the man in front of her exclaimed, "but no, look at those skinny arms!" He grabbed her wrists and held her arms out to either side and examined them. Kitty pulled her arms out of his grasp, which earned her a raised eyebrow. "Not bad, Skinny Arms. I am Pen, Protector of Sandrock.! Oh great, the Church of Light, Kitty groaned. "Kitty, new builder, nice to meet you," she replied, trying to walk away, but he stepped in front of her, halting her steps. "I have decided that I will give you a sparring lesson! It is important that you know how to survive in the desert!" "Thanks for the offer, but I really need to get my workshop set up and running," she said, sidestepping him and groaning as he continued to get in her way. ...

  Owen had just finished cleaning up after the lunch crowd when she walked in. Short - at least next to him - and curvy, with light brown hair piled up on top of her head in a messy bun. Going by the tool belt round her waist, this must be Rain, the newest builder. Light, I hope that name is prophetic. He called out a greeting and she walked up to the bar. "Hi, I'm Rain, you sent a note inviting me to stop by the saloon for lunch? Well, at least, I assume it was you? You are Owen, aren't you?" "Yes, I am, and yes, I did, welcome to Sandrock," he said, a grin spreading across his face. "You've timed that well, want to take a seat and I'll bring some food over. Any preferences or allergies, or just happy to try the local specials?" "No allergies, and I'll eat about anything, so trying the local food would be good." "Get yourself settled, and I'll be over in five," he told her, handing her a bottle of san...

“How long do you think you'll be gone?” Logan asked, as Robyn tightened the straps on her backpack. “Told you already, Wei reckons a month tops, hopefully less. The work to make the Northern Plateau easily accessible will be heavy going, it'll just be faster this way. We're going to set up a temporary workshop onsite, means we can work round the clock.” “Still wish you didn't have to stay there,” he sulked. Robyn stood up and wrapped her arms round his waist. “You know this is a huge opportunity for me, my first time leading a work crew. Stayin’ onsite just makes things easier. Since we won't have space to keep horses there, by the time you factor in the travel there’n back, staying in town would seriously cut into the work day.” “We know, gorgeous,” Owen said as he joined them, pulling both of them into his arms. “Don't mean we won't miss you.” “Least you'll have each other,” Robyn said. “I'll be up there in my tent, all alone, thinkin’ bout what ...

Now “So where are we goin’?” Robyn asked as they trotted the horses out of Cooper’s yard. Given their jobs, it wasn’t easy for all three of them to get a day off at the same time. However, today was their one year anniversary together, so they planned to make the most of it. The guys had even convinced Robyn to leave her pickhammer behind. “Well, that’s a surprise, darlin’,” Logan called back to her, “but it’s some place you wanted to go!” “Don’t narrow it down much, you’ve told me ‘bout a lot of hidden places round town before now.” “You’ll like this one, trust me,” Owen replied. They turned left and headed along the train tracks towards the Valley of Whispers and The Badlands. “Your old hideout, Logan?” she guessed. “Kinda, but not the one you’ve been to.” They headed through The Badlands and ended up near the Mole Cave. “Just a little further, now,” Logan called back, heading round the back of the Grand Mesa. “Ah, here we are!” Robyn looked, but couldn’t see anything out of the ...