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fandomtownies2019-01-25 09:00 am
special_rabbit) wrote in fandomtownies2019-01-25 09:00 am
Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Friday [01/25].
Amaya headed down into the forge that morning feeling a little like things were a bit...off, shifted around a little, like some of the days didn't quite match up like they were supposed to, but it was definitely Friday, and she just chalked it up to maybe the island being a bit like it sometimes was, or just life in general, you always had those weeks that felt a little off and disconnected due to one thing or another.
Maybe it was just that there wasn't a whole lot of work to do at the moment, which was always a little displeasing. She was waiting on the pearls for Seivarden's pins, she didn't have any other projects or jobs, so it was really just getting back to that new dagger she'd been thinking of and playing around with building up some of that materia she'd gotten from Zack.
Not too long into the day, though, she had a surprise delivery dropped off from Daventry, which was a little confusing at first, since she definitely hadn't ordered anything from back that way, but as soon as she saw that it was from Wente Fey, she gave a little groan, barely looked over the card that talked about how sorely they missed her and how he still couldn't believe she managed to sneak away without getting a nice goodbye hug from him, and that he was thinking about how she might be doing all the way over there, how that lovely Bramble lass had asked after her, too, and just how bad the wetzel wolf problem had gotten without her around to chase them off, though the Hobblepots tried a concoction that was supposed to make them think the place was overrun with skunks.
Turns out, all it did was make the place smell like skunks.
He said he'd also made an abundance of of his special walnut strudle recently, and sent her some as a gift. Which shouldn't have required such a large package, really, but as soon as Amaya opened it up and extracted it, she understood the size of the box a little better.
"Oof," she noted, to no one in particular, "that is a big strudel."
The Forge is open!
[[/Friday spam]]
Maybe it was just that there wasn't a whole lot of work to do at the moment, which was always a little displeasing. She was waiting on the pearls for Seivarden's pins, she didn't have any other projects or jobs, so it was really just getting back to that new dagger she'd been thinking of and playing around with building up some of that materia she'd gotten from Zack.
Not too long into the day, though, she had a surprise delivery dropped off from Daventry, which was a little confusing at first, since she definitely hadn't ordered anything from back that way, but as soon as she saw that it was from Wente Fey, she gave a little groan, barely looked over the card that talked about how sorely they missed her and how he still couldn't believe she managed to sneak away without getting a nice goodbye hug from him, and that he was thinking about how she might be doing all the way over there, how that lovely Bramble lass had asked after her, too, and just how bad the wetzel wolf problem had gotten without her around to chase them off, though the Hobblepots tried a concoction that was supposed to make them think the place was overrun with skunks.
Turns out, all it did was make the place smell like skunks.
He said he'd also made an abundance of of his special walnut strudle recently, and sent her some as a gift. Which shouldn't have required such a large package, really, but as soon as Amaya opened it up and extracted it, she understood the size of the box a little better.
"Oof," she noted, to no one in particular, "that is a big strudel."
The Forge is open!
[[/Friday spam]]