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Post by Linx Exotic on Jan 16, 2008 16:12:20 GMT -5
OOC: Ironically enough, a thread was already made where Linx was at one of the daily meals, but it takes place later than this IC. Equally so, it didn't focus a bit on the meal itself.
BIC: "I understand completely." Linx didn't think himself of sticking to just officers, he had had plenty of experience with the main body of soldiers, and he had more than enough social skills to piece that one together. All he could do right then, though, was count through the coins and confirm he wasn't being left with too few or too many. Maybe he could bust his schedule up a bit...
Well, of course he could. It wasn't like the mouse had anything imperative going on, grossly rich as he was. Perhaps Ronin's suggestion was worth taking at face value, he could sample the shrew's cooking at the same time.
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Post by Raiden, Zahi, Lars and Ama on Jun 15, 2008 11:01:58 GMT -5
Trying to slip in un-noticed wasn't easy, not when being clumsy seemed to be the order of the day for her... Knocking against a shelf as she closed the door behind her, Amathyst sighed... All attempts at stealth were now useless from the racket that bumping into the shelf, and knocking it's contents to the floor made.
"Oh... I'm such a clutz!"
With that, she started to pick the items up and put them back on their shelf.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jun 15, 2008 11:08:04 GMT -5
Archon was on the scene as usual; he spent a good chunk of time daily doing work in the shop. He heard the door opening quietly, then the sound of a number of blades and various wooden items hitting the floor. Looking up from the counter where he was calculating some profits, he stared in surprise at his mate in the room. "Ama? What are you doing here?"
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Post by Raiden, Zahi, Lars and Ama on Jun 15, 2008 11:13:46 GMT -5
"Erm... Knocking things over then putting them back on the shelf?"
Finishing putting the things she had knocked off back onto the shelf, she stood up and sighed again.
"It's mom's birthday next week, and I wanted to get her a present...."
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jun 15, 2008 11:18:09 GMT -5
"And you wanted to get her something to kill beasts with, nice, nice," Archon grinned, stepping out from behind the counter to greet Amathyst with a careful hug. He noted her abdominal growth but refrained from actually commenting on it. "What did you want to get her? I mean, do you know?"
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Post by Raiden, Zahi, Lars and Ama on Jun 15, 2008 11:38:08 GMT -5
"Kinda, but really, all she has is those two daggers... I thought she might want something else as well."
Gratefully accepting the hug and putting her arms around his waist, she smiled at him before answering.
"I kinda did, a custom job to be exact."
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jun 15, 2008 11:45:59 GMT -5
"How many of those have I done? Tell me what you want," Archon sighed, still holding his mate gently. He had been occupied day and night by the thought of bringing a new life into the world as he was doing and it got in the way of everything he tried to do. "And it... It'd better not be a huge thing... I have a life now."
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Post by Raiden, Zahi, Lars and Ama on Jun 15, 2008 11:57:56 GMT -5
"No larger than a short sword, but it might be slightly complicated... A gunblade."
Resting her head against his shoulder, she smiled again.
"I mean, I really want it to be something special for her, something totally unique... You know?"
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jun 15, 2008 14:30:18 GMT -5
"Oh, dear, a glorified bayonet," Archon sighed. The idea had been toyed with and there was a simple prototype, but it was just that, simple. He decided to lay out all he could right then. "Well, there's a design for that... Short, muzzle-loading, combination of brass and steel... It works, never really caught on with Linx. It has this cool dispersion cartridge, th... Are you interested or do you just want me to make a new one?"
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Post by Raiden, Zahi, Lars and Ama on Jun 15, 2008 14:35:51 GMT -5
"Sounds interesting, can I see it?"
Having just found out her idea was already a prototype, Amathyst was interested off the bat.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jun 15, 2008 14:38:11 GMT -5
"Can you see it? Well, no, the original one got destroyed when, uh, the press die for the bolt repeater receiver broke and landed on it... Weird accident, but it's broken, I'd have to make a new one. Sorry," Archon shrugged. The idea hadn't been, in Linx's mind, worth pursuing and it was scrapped after the press die landed on it. "I dunno how it got under the press die to start, of course, but... Yeah. I'll have to remake it. When's her birthday, anyway?"
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Post by Raiden, Zahi, Lars and Ama on Jun 15, 2008 15:02:12 GMT -5
"Erm... In seven days..."
Normally not leaving such a matter so late, Amathyst was starting to run behind on her end of the pereperations for Zahi's birthday.
"You won't tell anyone that me, Lars, and dad are gonna throw her a party will you?"
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jun 15, 2008 15:04:07 GMT -5
"No, why would I... Why would I do that?" Letting go of Amathyst finally, Archon headed back to the counter, grabbed a bearing-tip pen and scribbled a hasty reminder on his notepad to create another prototype, with ammunition. "I'll just make a really nice-looking case for it and stuff. No need to tell anyone why."
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Post by Raiden, Zahi, Lars and Ama on Jun 15, 2008 15:16:11 GMT -5
"Thanks... I'd hate for mom to find out because I was dumb enough to say anything... As much as she hates secrets, she always liked the suprise parties me and Lars used to throw her with Dad's help back at Redwall..."
Smiling again, Amathyst lent against a shelf behind her, only for her clumsy luck of the day to take effect again, litterally making her slip over as the shelf collapsed...
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jun 15, 2008 15:17:45 GMT -5
"Yeah, she's ki-" Archon was cut off by the sound of something crashing again, which prompted a wince on his part. He couldn't bear to even look, still staring down at the notepad on his desk. Apparently, Amathyst was suffering a serious affliction of bad luck lately. "Did you break the shelf?"
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