Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [11/13].

[sake_shinigami]

Despite the small white bandage on his right cheek (and the much more difficult to notice larger one wrapped around his left side), Shunsui was in an excellent mood as he came into the shop today, humming a tune listlessly as he set to doing the weekly orders in a way that stretched a task that shouldn't take more than a few hours into a whole day affair.

Until Apu came to pester him to remind him that Amaya said to order more of a certain part for the Squishy machine when she was in the other day to fix it.

Shunsui blinked at Apu. "The Squishy machine was broken?"

Which Shunsui instantly regretted asking, because that lead into a whole boring and unneccisarrily long (in Shunsui's opinion) lecture about responsibility and answering his phone or at least replying to messages, and probably some other stuff, too, Shunsui wasn't sure, he'd sort of stopped paying attention and was zoning out through most of it. It was only when Apu began to mention that it was a good thing Amaya was still on the island, or else this place--

"Amaya," Seivarden had mentioned her, too, in the onsen, but he still couldn't quite place her. "Now which one is she again? Mind you, I rarely forget the name of a beautiful woman, Apu-san, but sometimes there's just so many, it can be hard to keep straight ♥."

And so Apu went into a very basic description that should have worked well for anyone, but Shunsui still wore a faintly puzzle, mostly bemused expression on his face until Apu sighed and--very, very reluctantly--mentioned certian particular...endowments she may have possessed.

Which brought a spark of recognition immediately. "Ah, yes ♥! Movie Class-chan ♥! Of course! She's quite the handiwoman around here, isn't she ♥! I'll have to find some way to thank her, won't I ♥?"

Apu opened his mouth to point out that the best thing Shunsui could probably do to thank her was not thank her at all, but then he remembered Amaya's fondness for threatening people with wrenches, and decided to just not say anything at all, turn around, and just get back to work.

"Oh!" But Shunsui apparently had something else, calling after him in a sing-song voice. "Apu~~saaaan~ ♥! Make sure to get all those boxes in the backroom to Seivarden's place today! ....of course I don't know where, Apu-san, can't you just look it up? We have a directory. And, no, actually, no I can't do it myself, I've got all these orders today! There's a good lad ♥!"

Today's Squishy Flavors
Bagel with Cream Cheese and Green Onion
Donut with Cream Cheese and Green Onion*
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

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*Apparently a real thing
Edit: Now with photographic evidence
You know who you are, and I hope you feel TERRIBLE.

Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Wednesday [11/13].

[special_rabbit]

The forge had definitely felt a bit too quiet lately for Amaya's taste; obviously, it had everything to do with business just being a bit slow, and absolutely nothing to do with anything else, what else could there be, certainly nothing involving that second anvil in her shop that would be growing mighty cold if it weren't for her own diligence in making sure to use then both equally when she worked...

Too quiet, but there was nothing to fill up a forge with encouraging sounds like a good project. The roar of the fire, the gush of the bellows, the steady pounding of hammer on steel and, occassionally, because this was Amaya, the droning song of a slightly overlarge buzzsaw.

With all the noise and well-to-do she was throwing into it today, one might assume that whatever she was working on was something really big and impressive, but then that person would be wrong, because she was doing all that for just one little dagger.

It was going to be an exceptionally nice dagger, damascus-style Tanalorian steel where the colors would swirl and catch the light like an oil slick, the blade with more curves than a Llewdor tavern wench, but it probably did make one wonder if the buzzsaw, at least, was entirely necessary.

Amaya would wholeheartedly insist that it was.

The Forge is open!

[[ and also with a likely sp-as-work-kills-me warning, imagine that! ]]