[Alwin Anguish] - [Entering the lobby] - [Hauling delivery into lobby and looking quite clueless]<br/><br/>(http://jaybillexperiment.s3.amazonaws.com/uploads/2009/12/steampunk_vehicle.jpg)<br/><br/>Really. What better way than to arrive in<em>style</em>? Flying machines, stomp-stomp-stomp walkers that are just so horribly<em>slow</em>? Pah! To travel is to go from place to place speedily and reliably. Some people can be so silly sometimes.<br/><br/>Alwin parked his simple-functioning steamcar at a spot that's<em>furthest away</em>from all those contraptions. The thought of having a<em>walking tank</em>walk all over his baby 'by accident' or having someone's silly gyrocopter or<em>whatever the heck that is</em>haphazardly crash into his vehicle didn't particularly thrill him. He was here at the request of one of those rumored Harlots - it seemed like she wasn't satisfied with having some delivery boy hand it over, but demanded the personal touch. But whatever, really, Alwin couldn't really argue against the kind of money she was willing to throw his way. Sure, the harp certainly looks one-of-its-kind, the sort that any with aristocratic airs would<em>love</em>to have, but what's an instrument worth if it was just going to sit at the corner of a room and look pretty? He poured a better portion of three months making this thing to make sure that its timbre was as unique as the way it looked. Perhaps he might get to teach the lovely Roxanne how to best use it.. maybe drag the lessons out a few weeks and maybe, just maybe he'd get to enjoy her to the hilt.<br/><br/>Now, isn't that something to consider?<br/><br/>(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/131/5/f/Miniature_Steampunk_Harp_by_grimdeva.jpg)<br/><br/>The Golden Harp is hauled off his car, in its opaque and solid-looking protective case with wheels which he tilted towards one side and dragged along with him. Alwin nudged the doors open with his shoulder and drags his product to one corner of the lobby, taking a mild breather from all that dragging and takes his time to observe the place with a keen, instinctively paranoid eye.<br/>