Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Tuesday [12/15].

[special_rabbit]

Amaya actually had a few orders in line for the holidays coming up, so she hadn't done nearly as much advertising as she maybe should have been, but she figured, now with her class finished for the semester, she could really put her nose to the grind stone and her hammer to the anvil and turn out some stuff easily by Christmas.

Still, after narrowly avoiding getting smashed by a falling rock candy icicle that failed to cling to the eaves when she pit out the sandwich board advertising some holiday specials on custom work, she ducked back in and was mostly focused on tinkering around with the Crumbler and what sort of upgrades she thought might be the most useful for this winter so far...

The Forge is open!


[[ when work is so obnoxiously slow, you actually remember to maybe make a forge post! This makes me absolutely terrified for next week, tho, ngl…]]

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[special_rabbit]

What was the point? It would be a fancy space gun that could alternate between fire, ice, and lightning shots! Plus it was fun! That was the point!

But Amaya blinked over at Seivarden.

"Shoot you? Why would I want to--"

You could see the exact moment the gears shifted behind her bright blue eyes.

"Oh! Right! To show off the armor, right? Well," she snorted a little at the gun spread out on the table, "not with this one, I'm not shooting anyone. And besides, I'm more of a melee combat type, anyway..."

She gave a not-so-subtle glance back at some of her mighty fine faces and then turned back to Seivarden with an unmistakable grin.

"I mean," she said, "if you really wanted to impress me."

[1000yearstoolate]

"You want to stab me with a sword instead?"

That worked too, of course.

[special_rabbit]

"Well " said Amaya, "I think the best test of any armor is to make sure it can withstand a multitude of various possibilities..."

Did you want the whole armory thrown at you, Seivarden? Because that was how you got the whole armory thrown at you. 1a

[1000yearstoolate]

"Fine," Seivarden said with a laugh, activating the armour, her body instantly covered in a thin metallic surface.

"Try whatever you like."

No experimenting on the actual armour though, Amaya.