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Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Friday [10/01].

Now that it was officially the Spooky Month, Amaya could technically start doing Spooky Stuff for the shop, right? Granted, she supposed there wasn't anything wrong with doing spooky stuff whenever, but there was just something about this month in particular that made her actually want to get into the spirit (HA!) of one of this world's holidays.

Either that, or she had been spending a good portion of the work doing a lot of practice on making silverware, and so now she had a whole bunch of practice knives, spoons, and forks, and she knew a lot of ways to turn them into various styles of spiders.

Weld 'em up, scorch 'em black, scatter them aesthetically around the shop? She was sure it would catch a few eyes and maybe open up a few wallets, here and there!

Especially those knife ones!

The Forge is open!

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Well that was certainly a look for the forge....

"Sure hope no one who stops by today has arachnophobia," Dwight said with a somewhat cautious glance at the spiders.

Amaya looked up from where she was hammering together something that was taking on much more of a scorpion bent than the other ones, followed Dwight's glance, and then hit him with a proud grin.

"Best way to overcome a fear's to face it head-on, I say," she declared, with a lift of her chin. "So if you ask me, turns out I'll be doing them a favor."

She hefted her hammer over her shoulder as she nodded her greeting. "Dwight," she said. "You're not a bit squeemish over spiders, now, are you?"

Which, considering the size of him, would be kind of adorable.

But also, considering the size of some of the spiders around where Amaya was from, would also be completely understandable and fair!

"Let's just say spiders and I have a mutual understanding. I leave them alone they leave me alone and everyone lives" he said with a chuckle. "Not afraid of them but not a fan either..."

Yes, yes... it was silly, but hey if Indy could have his fear of snakes Dwight could have his dislike of spiders.

"Can only find a spider crawling on you while your trying to sleep so many times before it starts clouding you view of them. And there were some pretty nasty ones out where my unit was serving during the war. Like the Camel Spider.... So yeah, not a huge fan."

Dwight looked over at Amaya and gave a reassuring grin. "But these ones are fine... so long as they don't suddenly come to life or anything" he added with a laugh.

"When I'm in the T&C after this weekend, looking into what kind of spider repellant they have," Amaya noted, pointing her hammer accusingly at Dwight for a moment before setting it down on one of the anvils, "I'll know who to blame for it. But I imagine, so long as they stay metal, I'll always have theh option of just tossing them right into the forge again to be rid of 'em. Take 'em out of this world the same way they came in."

But with a brush of her hands against each other and a wipe of her gloves on her skirt, her attention turned to him a little more focused. "But enough creepy crawlies, metal or otherwise," she said. "What can I do you for this time, Dwight?"

And if the answer was 'more work,' well, they could just skip right past Halloween and call this Christmas.

"Was just finishing up my morning run. Got a bit of a late start so just getting done." Never mind why he had chosen to sit in his apartment for a few hours before heading out even though he knew there was no chance of getting back to sleep.

"Figured I'd stop by and see how you were doing. Got a new shipment of lumber in so thought might see if there was anything you needed."

No, wasn't like he was desperate for something to keep himself busy and distracted with. What would ever give anyone that idea?

Not that the woman who'd filled her shop with metal spiders made from the silverware she'd spent filling the rest of her week with would understand anything like that, nope!

"Hmmmm." Amaya hummed a little thoughtfully, hand stroking her chin and doubtlessly leaving a little bit of a scorch mark there that she would barely notice. "Nothing comes to mind," she admitted, but, considering she herself had been hoping he'd shown up to give her more work, only to discover that maybe he'd be looking for some himself and that perhaps she did owe him one, she got to thinking....

"Although...."

Her eyes narrowed a little speculatively at Dwight before she mused, "There is a project I'm working on that could potentially use a nice fancy box to keep it in. Not anything as big as a table or a bed or anything like that, but I've got a feeling you're a better hand at the wood stuff than I am, and it's for Dr. Lecter, so, don't know if you've had the chance to meet him yet, but that means we're talking real fancy."

Which she could do in spades with weaponry, but nice little boxes to keep your custom made silverware sets? That was another story all together.

"Ah yes, I have actually done a bit of work for him before" Dwight said with a slight nod. "My first real job here on the island was actually refinishing some shelves and then building some new shelves (thanks a lot stupid racoons and their holes)."

Dwight glanced at Amaya for a moment before he ventured. "What exactly is going into the box? I have some nice pieces I could work with to get something nice and fancy done up for him."

"Silverware, actually!" Amaya answered, snorting a little and then looking a little stunned over the fact that she was making eating utensils, but, hey, she already knew she could make knives like a dream, and, well, forks and spoons could be weapons in a pinch if you needed them to be! "Apparently, he needs a new set! Now, I've worked on plenty that cuts before, but never quite cutlery." Her finger pointed to one of the spiders. "That's what these guys are made out of, actually, all my practice pieces to help me get a hang for it. It's been a challenge, but I can't say I've ever met a challenge I didn't like, and it's proving to be quite the project to sink my teeth into!

"But maybe," she mused, "it might be nice to have a fancy box to keep all those pieces in when not in use, something a little more elegant than just a drawer. That's something that fancy people tend to have, right? Nice boxes for all their nice silverware?"

"Ah yes" Dwight said with a smirk. "If I remember right his silverware somehow disappeared when we all were trapped in the hole a while back. Guess they never turned up and he never figured out who had them."

Though to be honest, he had an idea of who might have had the sticky fingers in the group. But Dwight wasn't about to say anything about that.

"But that seems to be for the best if he's getting a custom set made by the local pro" Dwight offered with a genuine smile. "And I can definitely put together a nice box for them. Maybe something like this?" he mused as he pulled out the pad of paper from his coat and made a quick idea sketch.

"Can add an embellishment to the top or something to match any design you have on the pieces themselves. Shouldn't be problem at all."

"Gives me a chance to make a nice fancy latch to go on the fancy box," Amaya said, leaning back after peering over at the sketch and not having lost her small, crooked grin since it surfaced at 'local pro.' "And the embellishment would be a perfect touch. That's exactly the kind of thing I was thinking of, Dwight! Like you read my mind!"

Well, actually, Amaya's version would have preferred more spikes, but she had edited her version a bit to better suit her client.

"Should be able to get a few more detailed ideas drafted up over the weekend" Dwight said simply still looking at the sketch for a moment. "I have some work I'm doing for Irene out at her shop, but I can definitely work on this at my place."

Because you know, staying busy was a thing and there was usually more than one project in the works for Dwight at any give time.... even if it was just his own to do list he was working through.

"How soon are you needing the box done? Can always come over to the shop or I can bring things here after I get a little ways into it so we can collaborate more easily."

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Amaya's face seemed to wrinkle a little at the mention of Irene and her shop, and you didn't even have to look closely to spot it, but she was certainly going to deny it should anyone point it out, and, besides, there was more important things to talk about and consider other than what Dwight might be working on at Irene's shop.

"Probably not for a while," she admitted. "I still need to touch base with Dr. Lecter on what sort of style he'd like. Got a few prototypes to show him, and I'm sure he has a few ideas of his own, but once we settle on something, I'll let you know and we can hit the ground running."

Ah Amaya my dear, he did notice and if he was one to talk about it it would be immediately clear just how uncomfortable he still was with how that all came about... but that wasn't something he was going to get into just then.

"Sounds good. I will work on some basic ideas and maybe make a test piece or two. Can always have them at the shop to sell. Will be me a chance to work on a few idea and test a few things out since its been a while since I've done something quite like this."

Deviating even further from the territory of Irene's shop and into that nice comfortable territory of things Amaya much more openly appreciated, her brain ticked a moment with an idea as she said, "Hey! I bet you could even make some of those boxes suited for a good collection of knives, too! Believe you me, as a fine proprietor of many things small and pointy, I know there's a good market out there for people with collections of knives! Oh! And my throwing stars! I've got a ton of them, mostly for emergencies when there's an attack on the island, because a person can run out of throwing stars mighty quick, but I'll bet we can do something with that, some boxes for my throwing stars, sell 'em as a set, cut of the profits for us both!"

She gave him a faint grin.

"In case you needed something to do, anyway."

Like they were both cut from the exact same workaholic repressive cloth or something over here...

Dwight stared at her for a moment, trying to wrap his brain around the idea of any one person needing that many SPIDs (Sharp Pointy Instruments of Death). But then remember this was Amaya and the two seemed to go hand in hand and gave her a smile.

"Tell ya what, I'll throw one or two together as practice while I wait for everything to come together. You can let me know what you think and what we might want to keep and what we might want to change for the silverware box."

Ya know, practical prototypes... that sort of thing. Come to think of it, there was at least one other person he knew on the island who had an affinity for knives, so maybe Amaya was on to something here....

She had an SPID as tall as she was sticking horizontally out of her wall! It was definitely safe to say she was a fan!

You know what else she was a big fan of?

Prototypes!

"Sounds perfect," she said, nodding, before another grin surfaced. "Really looking forward to seeing what you come up with, Dwight."

"Sounds good, Amaya. I like the plan," Dwight said with a nod. "I will start working on things and see what I can come up with. Will stop by sometime here and see what you think, and we can go from there."

Dwight grabbed the pad of paper and pen and slipped them back into his pocket as he started to head out.

"Take care, and thanks!"

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