Take THAT Cupid and Other Hijinks & Mischief

Dia and I were at the Anvil again, firing away as the Terror Twins with our matching ensembles, hair, and rifles. Before we knew it, we had a mini Caledon gun club assembled, with Jess Patton, Miss Nadir, Mr Hassanov, Mr Etero, Lady Amber, and Mr G. Hax shooting down Cupids. How had it come to this?Dia and I had been bothering, I mean, visiting Mr G. Hax at the Inkyboy Gallery in Eyre. I had spent quite a while whipping him into shape (note the crops that Dia & I have-many curses were muttered by him) to promote his gallery better by updating everything, creating a group, and other things. We creative types sometimes lose our focus, you know? Mr. Enoch then dropped by as a shining Angel of Steampunk Mercy...
Dia chickened Mr Hax, bringing about more curses our way, and before we knew it we were all dancing in Dublin. Afterwards Dia was bored (a bad thing because we get into "things" then), so I suggested taking our rifles to the Anvil and that's how...well...
I ended my evening on a quieter note, with a chat with Mr Messmer that ran longer than we both expected. I'll hold you to that architecture discussion sir!