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Amaya had to admit, she was feeling incredibly good (and just plain right) now that she'd completed her first sword here on the island, from conception to completion, and, boy, was it a beauty! She hoped Kanan would like it, that it would suit his purposes, but, if not, well...she knew someone out there would and she could fetch quite a few shiny gold coins for it and start one something else for him. She knew he'd likely be around early to pick it up, so she made sure the leather around the hilt was nice and tight and took care of a few little things around the shop until he showed up, not wanting to get too deep into starting the forging of Peter's sword only to be interrupted.

Well, her intention was to take care of a few little things around the shop, but, so help her, she couldn't resist stopping every so often just to hold the sword into the light and admire the way the Tanalorean steel glinted and shifted colors from her tempering work. Sure enough, just as she told him yesterday, if Kanan didn't show up soon to take it off her hands, she might end up just wanting to keep this sword for herself!

The Forge is open!

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Oh yeah, Kanan was by bright and early today, making the pit-stop while he was out walking his dog. Stance, at least, was good enough at listening by now that when Kanan told him to sit outside and wait, he did.

... There would be treats in it for him when Kanan was done, anyway.

"Hey," he called as he peered into the building, "I'm here to see someone about a sword!"

He had no idea what to expect, but it was kind of exciting all the same.

Well, zards, he did show up after all! Amaya had to laugh a little for the small part of her that was disappointed, though she was mostly glad for it. She didn't spend all that time and effort just to make a sword that wouldn't be used for its intended purpose.

"Oh," said Amaya, turning to grin at Kanan as she whipped it out, twirled it once, then held it up in a way that was definitely intended to show it off as she pretended to consider it carefully, "d'you mean this sword?"

"Unless you've got some other sword you think I should be looking at," Kanan replied, tilting his head at the blade curiously. It was definitely a fair bit different from the leaf blade she'd let him borrow over the summer, which he had on his back, ready to return to her in exchange for whatever it was she'd made. There were more spikes than he'd anticipated, but it was obvious that a lot of work and thought had gone into the end result. "I don't know... that one looks like it was made to match."

The blade was green.

Amaya liked her spikes, okay?

"That was the intention, yes," she admitted, giving the sword another proud little smile before she turned it over, handing it over carefully with the hilt out toward Kanan for him to take. "I was a little worried that the green might be a little...too on the nose, but when it got to working the thing, nothing else seemed to do the trick, so I just stuck with my gut."

Kanan chuckled a little at that as he reached out to take the sword, taking a few moments to test how it felt in his hand; the weight, the balance of it. It really wasn't quite like anything he'd held before, but in a strangely comfortable way, and at least one side of the blade was similar enough to the leaf blade Amaya had let him borrow that he wouldn't be at a total loss right off the bat.

"I like it," he decided, grinning. "What's the metal, anyway? I've never seen anything quite like this before."

Besides 'green.'

"Tanalorean steel," Amaya offered easily, with a bit of pride in bringing a little more of her world into this one. "Tempered specifically to bring out the green. It's a great metal to work with, and, depending on how you treat it, you can bring out some great colors, and Tanalorean metals are a little easier to coax green out of. Beautiful place, strange food, very popular for the retirement set, and, as it turns out, bees that I am...incredibly allergic to."

She really could have gone without discovering that last bit.

Kanan lowered the blade as he blinked over at Amaya.

"That... sounds like a story. Hopefully you didn't make that discovery because you were working on this?"

"Oh, no," Amaya assured him. "That came about when I was trying to get some teas from Tanalore for Seivarden. Now, you tell me, how does someone manage to confuse teas and bees...in a written letter??"

"... Cursive?"

It was the best guess he had.

"No way," Amaya swiped a definitive hand in the air. "My handwriting is impeccable, and that's why I always do my business in print."

"Yeah, then I've got nothing," Kanan replied, shaking his head. And then grinning faintly and looking back at the sword. "Glad this wasn't the cause of it, though. Hell, Amaya, you went above and beyond with this, you know that?"

See, and here Amaya was thinking it was a mistake to have Kanan come over so early; if it had been later, she might had a little soot and smudge on her face to help cover the fact that she might have blushed there a little.

She waved a hand to brush it off. "Not at all!" she insisted. "First sword on a brand new forge has got to be something special by default, and, zounds, we've been talking about it for so long, anything shy of excellence would have been short changing you, anyway. I had fun with it. And save the praise until after you start to use it, that there's the real test of the quality."

Kanan's faint grin became a grin outright at that, and he stepped back a little, making certain he had enough space between him and everything to give the sword a few experimental swings, getting a feel for it.

"It's not like anything I've used before," he noted, "but in a good way. It'll be something I can challenge myself with. I've been needing that for a long time."

He nodded to the blade on his back, the loaner that had gotten him through the summer.

"And I suppose you'll be needing this back, too."

Amaya shrugged a little. "Keep it, if you like," she said. "I've got dozens of 'em, and you'll never know when you might need a spare or don't want to bring out the fancy one for whatever reason. It'll probably be slightly less likely to collect dust in your hands than it would on my wall."

Kanan blinked.

"Wait, really?" And glanced back at that sword, hesitating a moment before drawing it in his other hand.

Because of course he was that asshole who could dual-wield longswords.

"That's very generous of you, Amaya," he replied. "Are you sure? I can pay for it."

... He'd be dipping deep for it. But he was working two jobs at the moment, he'd figure something out.

And Amaya had to chuckle a little. "I'm sure," she said with the utmost certainty in her voice. "But if you'd like to make a small donation for it, I'll gladly accept. Or you can just spread the word for me, should you know anyone who might be in the market for some weapons."

Because there were...so many other places they could go.

"I'm in a nice spot when it comes to money; I made a pretty good deal getting Turtle & Canary and my last house off my hands. A little generosity when you can afford it can go a long way, especially among friends."

That earned an even broader grin, right there.

"Well, I have two swords now. All the better for sparring when my students are ready for live steel, and now I know exactly where to point them when they decide it's time to get one of their own."

He put the leaf blade back where it came from on his back, smiled again at the new one, and then nodded at it, "So, how much is this one going to run me?"

He'd had all summer to put aside his savings for it, so at least he wasn't concerned about that.

Edited 2018-09-06 04:24 (UTC)

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