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Who: Sen Lin'ly and you!!!
When: Arrival week?!
Where: The two event prompts and anywhere else.
Warnings: TBA
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1: home is where the heart attack is (action)
2: work like rent is due tomorrow (action)
3: anything!
When: Arrival week?!
Where: The two event prompts and anywhere else.
Warnings: TBA
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1: home is where the heart attack is (action)
[She's in a pretty bad mood since she knows no one here, and that all of her best people are...well, they're not here.
Which is why her hammering might be unusually aggressive, as she's building this door for her "new apartment". She has her skirts tied up and everything because she hasn't found work clothes to wear yet. But she's doing an extremely good job! That door is looking real good, and the hinges are all aligned!]
Hmph! All I was hoping for was a vacation! [Whack!]
2: work like rent is due tomorrow (action)
[The truth of her bothering to even ruin dive was really not just to complete the request for sugar, but she must find it.
And she did. Which is why she's in an unusual hurry as she darts right past you, delivers the shipment of sugar, receives payment, and then looks at her true trophy: the espresso machine.]
Soon...Soon I will get you working. [There really are espresso machines in Eorzea, don't ask.]
3: anything!
[Just let a girl know. She's a healer primarily! But look, she's pretty good at making stuff!]
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oh. a lovely young lady. she's reminded of domi with that dark, silken hair framing her face. those molten gold eyes. a familiar stranger... with horns? a tail?
huh? huh??
don't mind the feeling of someone staring at you very intensely, sen. think hinata hyuuga. ]
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So she looks around...Oh! There's Boruto's mum--I mean, someone who is seemingly shy! She gets it, really.]
H-hello? How are you?
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she doesn't leave her post quite yet, but she does return the greeting with a soft, ]
Ah. Bonjour. I didn't mean to interrupt your work, mademoiselle. [ eventually, maybe it's because she's reminded so much of domi, she steps out from behind the wall and cautiously moves closer. once near enough, she sits on her knees at a respectful distance and folds her hands in her lap as she watches, studying quietly. ]
May I join you?
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Oh? That language sounds as classy as those that her big brother spoke of. It is definitely just like what that Ishgardian tool would definitely use (stop talking smack about your brother from across the universe). But this person is much nicer, she is sure. She straightens herself so that she can greet her properly.]
Don't worry, these...apartments, it's a communal space! Aside from our own private rooms. So you need not apologise. [She beams.] And absolutely! Make yourself comfortable. Or as comfortable as you can in such a place. [It'll look great. Eventually.]
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this... fair-scaled lady is so accommodating. she tears her eyes away from her swishing tail to look at a smile that lights (get it? WARRIOR OF LIGHT) up the small space. she returns it. perhaps a bit softer as her shoulders relax.
yes, very much like domi. their casualness and openness reflect each other. jeanne looks happy. ]
Merci. [ scoots
a little
closer ]
I wish I could help, but I don't know much about building or crafting yet. I'm afraid I'll just get in the way. [ uhuhu ] Ah! But! If you need anything, I can fetch it! It doesn't matter how heavy.
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Look at that pun! It also makes sense!! Especially since she is only just a tiny speck of a light anyway.
Also why is it that she seems to understand this language.]
You're very welcome.
[She then waves her hands.] Even I had to start somewhere. Hmm, perhaps learning to hammer is a good start, I have some scraps of wood and nails if you like to practice too! But also I will need someone to hold this door steady later, so your strength will come in handy.
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noooo, she's a lodestar. ]
I will hold your door! Just say the word, Mademoiselle. [ GOOD. she has a goal. that door will be so fucking steady, sen has no idea.
as for hammering: she could, yes, true. jeanne looks at the pile of things she mentions. well, it's better than doing nothing. getting up from her spot, she walks to the scrappiest piece of wood she can find and picks up a nail or two.
before starting, she comes back to work next to sen. the hammer doesn't feel too foreign in her hand. it has a handle like a sword so she grips it properly. the rest of the steps are more intuitive. she sets the nail over the piece of wood and aims.
briefly, her eyes flash red before she bears the hammer down onto the head of the nail.
CRACK.
the nail goes through the wood all right. in one hit. the problem is jeanne hit it so hard that the scrap turned into more scraps. splinters, really. the nail even embedded itself into the ground they sit on. ]
............
[ jeanne, you brute. ]