It will take a bit of rifling around for Methos to find any tools, but after a moment he'll come across a sloppily stowed box with a hammer and a paper bag of nails that look new--there's even a crumpled receipt from a local hardware store.
Not much else stands out about the kitchen--aside from the extra ovens and the strangely pristine gravestones inside them, it just looks like a small commercial kitchen that's been worked hard.
Bryn lets out a confused, pained grunt as Beau manhandles him, and starts struggling in earnest now. "What the fuck--" he objects, anger rising again. His gaze finally seems to focus as he looks at the ovens, then Eda, then Beau. "I have to--you turned them off?! I have to finish--I have to keep going--"
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Not much else stands out about the kitchen--aside from the extra ovens and the strangely pristine gravestones inside them, it just looks like a small commercial kitchen that's been worked hard.
Bryn lets out a confused, pained grunt as Beau manhandles him, and starts struggling in earnest now. "What the fuck--" he objects, anger rising again. His gaze finally seems to focus as he looks at the ovens, then Eda, then Beau. "I have to--you turned them off?! I have to finish--I have to keep going--"