fandomtownies | Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Tuesday [01/25].

Well, the only active project going on in the shop at the moment wasn't actually Amaya's project, which left her just maybe a mite twitchy with the whole 'not exactly knowing what to work on next' of it all. Being mindful of the calendar, though, she figured now would be about the time to start pushing for any Valentine's Day orders that anyone might want to put in, especially if they were looking for special orders, so she took to the sandwich board yet again to get that set up right outside:

It's almost February!
And you know what that means!

(No, not President's Day, but...)

~VALENTINE'S DAY~

The couple that stabs together, stays together!

Get your special someone a gift that proves as
strong and durable as your love!

With Blackstone Foundry and Forge custom weapons, armor,
and other fine metal goods!

Inquire inside!

Did Amaya wrinkle her nose and make a bunch of faces at the board in the process of writing all that? Absolutely. Might have felt a little nauseaus after it, too, while she was at it, but, oh, the sacrifices one made for their business....Satisfied enough with it (and making more faces at it when she read it over), she nodded resolutely, set it up inside, and then went back to her forge and her anvil, where she was going to be working on hammering up some nice damascas steel bars to be used for another project later.

The Forge is open!

[[ with probably, expected SP ]]

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Dwight was as usual up pretty darn early that morning so it wasn't too long after Amaya got everything open that he arrived. He had gotten the apartment locked up and hung a sign on the door of the shop, letting anyone who came by know where his temporary shop was located for the time being.

And after a couple of quick stops on the way over, he finally made it to the forge with a gift of coffee and some muffins in hand. The Perk and J,GoB were doing some good business that morning already.

Dwight eyed the sign as he walked in and set the food and drink down.

"Good idea starting on the holiday crowd already," he said with a not as he turned from the sign and gave Amaya an approving nod.

Blech. Even just mentioning it made Amaya's face crinkle up in an expression of disgust before she shook her head and returned firmly to her hammering.

"Well," she reasoned, "any decent custom piece is going to take around two weeks, and sometimes that's pushing it, so if anyone wants anything specially made, they'd best get those orders in here soon."

She gave one more good stroke, before stopping a moment to nod in greeting. "Dwight," she said. "Ready to get started on some real work?"

Dwight could understand that sentiment to an extent. All the fuss of flowers and chocolates had never made much sense to him. Flowers smelled just as good and chocolate tasted just as sweet any other day of the year... So the whole Valentines Day brouhaha never resonated with him... Much to the very vocalized dismay of his ex.

"Ready and armed with fuel to get us going," he said shaking his head to clear his thoughts and then give a nod towards the food and drink. Because caffeine and sugar was a great way to start off the day right?

"I'll do my best to stay out of your way" he added with a smirk as he started looking through the neatly organized stacks of wood and supplies in the corner of the forge. "Just going to double check the first of these measurements and then get started."

"Just so long as those measurements aren't wildly greater than we originally planned," Amaya noted, "you should be pretty fine, as far as staying out of the way goes. These damascus bars take a lot of time, and I'll be pretty much chained to the anvil once I really get started..."

She took a moment to consider her work this far, and the gifts that Dwight had come bearing.

"After a break," she decided. Because her day had already started with plenty of caffeine, sure, but who's to say there wasn't still room for more?

Dwight handed over the cup with "Amaya" scribbled on the side and gestured towards the box of a wide ~~handwavey~~ selection of different muffins.

"Morning breaks are a great way to get started" Dwight agreed with a nod. "And just want to make sure my measurements for the first pieces are right before I start cutting things. After all, don't want to waste any of this good wood afterall."

"Well, would you look at that!" Amaya remarked as she marveled at the name scribbled on the side of the cup he'd handed to her. "They actually got it right for a change!"

She took a sip and then set to seeking out a muffin that looked like it had a decent amount of blueberries in it.

"Guess that's a fair point," she added, after gearing off a piece of the muffin and popping it into her mouth, but at least she had the manners to wipe the crumbs off the corner of her mouth with the back of her glove before continuing and she did so with a smirk. "It's not like with wood you can just heft it into the forge for a little bit and rework it if you mess up."

Was she trying to flex a little on the superior of their respected materials of choice? Maybe a bit.

And was Dwight going to mention to her that the name was only right because he had spelled it out for the barista about three times? No, he wasn't. Instead he gave Amaya a smile as he glanced over his shoulder at her and stood, holding a small slab of wood in his hand as he did.

"True, but wood also is much lighter and a bit more practical for some things. Like counters and display cases for example" he said with a smirk. Because, yes metal might be a little more forgiving in some aspects, but Dwight would argue that wood was much easier in terms of fineness and intricate design elements for the most part.

This was Amaya you were talking to, Dwight. Easier very rarely managed to equate to better.

"I'd be tempted to have you go tell that to the people with marble countertops," she said, "but there's no need to go and get stonemasons involved in this, too. Then you know you're really off to a rocky start."

And no, she could not help herself, thank you.

"Aye, no need to get into all that. I humbly and graciously submit and admit defeat on this one and bow to the superior material" Dwight said with a smirk and a slight head bow to Amaya.

He was a smart man. Smart enough to know when to just surrender and walk away. He knew how to pick his battles and this was one he didn't want to get tangled up in... he would be hard pressed to come out on top in the end anyways. It was Amaya after all.

"Yeaaah," said Amaya, narrowing her eyes skeptically at him, but still grinning, "you're just saying that...because, one, it's true, and two, I've got a whole wall," hitching a thumb over to the weapon's wall, of course, "of evidence to support my point."

Another bit of muffin popped into her mouth.

"Thanks for the breakfast, though," she added, lifting her cup in a salute before washing that bite down.

"That and I don't want to find myself at the receiving end of a demonstration on those SPIDS" Dwight said with a smirk.

"And, gotta be sure her highness is pleased with today's offering for the accommodations" he said with a bit of a wink and a smirk.

And there was a moment of indecision, on a subconscious level, on which was more important, and the derisive snort that followed made it clear that, for now, Dwight would be spared having it being pointed out to him that she did have protective goggles on hand, because he really should be taking better care with that eye of his...

"Pffft," she said. "Highness. Please! I can promise you, there's not a regal bone in this body. Know how you can tell? Because I can actually get things done!"

Do not get her started on the inefficiency of monarchy, Dwight. She was from Daventry. You had to fill out five forms just to enter the castle, half the time! She didn't even blink when it came to multidimensional taxes for running a business on this island, because it was still half as much work as a shop in that kingdom!

"That you can" Dwight said in agreement as he lifted the coffee cup in a toast and gave Amaya a nod. "Anyone ever dare says Amaya Blackstone couldn't get things done will get an earful from me!"

And while the intricacies of the specifics were a bit different, Dwight was quite familiar with the inefficiencies of government oversight. especially when it came to the military and international politics.

"Funny how the most incompetent people are the ones who usually end up in power, huh?"

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