03-21-2014, 06:50 PM
“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh?" he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you.”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
The last time Samantha Evans saw Tamsin Hall the Fianna Galliard was something of a hot mess. The kinswoman did what she could to soothe her, letting her talk about ideas for Hector's surprise party and other things. Then the night ended with the petite kinswoman holding the Garou until she'd gotten out everything she needed to get out.
Tamsin didn't seem inclined to discuss the reason for the outburst and Sam isn't the type to press - not with Garou, not with her infant son in another room. It is simply not the wise thing to do. So, there were tears and there were hugs and there were s'mores and talk of elves and such, and then Tamsin slept.
And life continued on for everyone.
They met up sometime after to go junkyard trawling. Samantha had been recruited to construct weapons or maybe tiaras or oh but maybe could she maybe make Andúril or something like it? The two scavenged where they could for a while, finding the things that they needed, but Sam went away with more than just bits and pieces from which to forge legendary weapons. She came away with things to make a plethora of other things as well, things she might sell at the art walk or to send away thanks to an Etsy shop.
Some pieces, though, were kept for a particular purpose. Samantha is busy pretty much all the time. It's what happens when one has an infant child, a full time job, and about a hundred things they like to do in their off time like pretend they are capable of keeping a social calendar of events. And somewhere in between things, the kinswoman has worked on a special project.
It is a few weeks later when she's able to contact the Galliard and ask to meet her somewhere. They meet in some in-between place, a park or a parking lot somewhere that is somewhere near the center of where each of them started off.
Just like the time Samantha presented the Galliard with the typewriter bird, she has a small, plain box of recycled materials that she's holding in both hands. This box she holds out to Tamsin when the Galliard arrives. And, just like last time, when Tamsin opens the box there is inside a little mechanical wonder.
It is a dragonfly, and it looks much more delicate than the typewriter bird. It is made of brassy pieces and wire and metal netting and other things. There is a little winding crank on it - like what you'd find on the bottom of a jewelry box - that when wound makes the delicate wings flutter-flutter-flutter wildly. It is, alas, too heavy to take flight, but perhaps if Tamsin has a place where she can hang it up it can make itself swing at the end of a chain.
When the Galliard has it in hand, Sam watches her expectantly. She does not say, "I hope this cheers you up," mostly because it's been a month since Tamsin came by and Sam hopes she's not still distraught. But, well it was made with cheering up the Galliard in mind regardless, even if all it does is cheer her from an otherwise perfectly acceptable day. Tamsin is her friend, and Sam doesn't want her to be sad if she can help it.
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niko @ 3:12PM
[dex+crafts, let's just roll a lot and see what happens]
Roll: 6 d10 TN6 (2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 10) ( success x 1 ) VALID
niko @ 3:12PM
[dex+crafts, let's just roll a lot and see what happens]
Roll: 6 d10 TN6 (5, 6, 7, 9, 9, 10) ( success x 5 ) VALID
niko @ 3:12PM
[dex+crafts, let's just roll a lot and see what happens]
Roll: 6 d10 TN6 (1, 1, 2, 3, 6, 10) ( success x 2 ) VALID
niko @ 3:12PM
[dex+crafts, let's just roll a lot and see what happens]
Roll: 6 d10 TN6 (3, 3, 3, 5, 9, 10) ( success x 2 ) VALID
niko @ 3:13PM
[and some int+tech]
Roll: 5 d10 TN6 (1, 5, 5, 9, 9) ( success x 2 ) VALID
niko @ 3:13PM
Done!
Samael @ 3:14PM
Witnessed!
niko @ 3:14PM
danke!
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you.”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
The last time Samantha Evans saw Tamsin Hall the Fianna Galliard was something of a hot mess. The kinswoman did what she could to soothe her, letting her talk about ideas for Hector's surprise party and other things. Then the night ended with the petite kinswoman holding the Garou until she'd gotten out everything she needed to get out.
Tamsin didn't seem inclined to discuss the reason for the outburst and Sam isn't the type to press - not with Garou, not with her infant son in another room. It is simply not the wise thing to do. So, there were tears and there were hugs and there were s'mores and talk of elves and such, and then Tamsin slept.
And life continued on for everyone.
They met up sometime after to go junkyard trawling. Samantha had been recruited to construct weapons or maybe tiaras or oh but maybe could she maybe make Andúril or something like it? The two scavenged where they could for a while, finding the things that they needed, but Sam went away with more than just bits and pieces from which to forge legendary weapons. She came away with things to make a plethora of other things as well, things she might sell at the art walk or to send away thanks to an Etsy shop.
Some pieces, though, were kept for a particular purpose. Samantha is busy pretty much all the time. It's what happens when one has an infant child, a full time job, and about a hundred things they like to do in their off time like pretend they are capable of keeping a social calendar of events. And somewhere in between things, the kinswoman has worked on a special project.
It is a few weeks later when she's able to contact the Galliard and ask to meet her somewhere. They meet in some in-between place, a park or a parking lot somewhere that is somewhere near the center of where each of them started off.
Just like the time Samantha presented the Galliard with the typewriter bird, she has a small, plain box of recycled materials that she's holding in both hands. This box she holds out to Tamsin when the Galliard arrives. And, just like last time, when Tamsin opens the box there is inside a little mechanical wonder.
It is a dragonfly, and it looks much more delicate than the typewriter bird. It is made of brassy pieces and wire and metal netting and other things. There is a little winding crank on it - like what you'd find on the bottom of a jewelry box - that when wound makes the delicate wings flutter-flutter-flutter wildly. It is, alas, too heavy to take flight, but perhaps if Tamsin has a place where she can hang it up it can make itself swing at the end of a chain.
When the Galliard has it in hand, Sam watches her expectantly. She does not say, "I hope this cheers you up," mostly because it's been a month since Tamsin came by and Sam hopes she's not still distraught. But, well it was made with cheering up the Galliard in mind regardless, even if all it does is cheer her from an otherwise perfectly acceptable day. Tamsin is her friend, and Sam doesn't want her to be sad if she can help it.
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niko @ 3:12PM
[dex+crafts, let's just roll a lot and see what happens]
Roll: 6 d10 TN6 (2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 10) ( success x 1 ) VALID
niko @ 3:12PM
[dex+crafts, let's just roll a lot and see what happens]
Roll: 6 d10 TN6 (5, 6, 7, 9, 9, 10) ( success x 5 ) VALID
niko @ 3:12PM
[dex+crafts, let's just roll a lot and see what happens]
Roll: 6 d10 TN6 (1, 1, 2, 3, 6, 10) ( success x 2 ) VALID
niko @ 3:12PM
[dex+crafts, let's just roll a lot and see what happens]
Roll: 6 d10 TN6 (3, 3, 3, 5, 9, 10) ( success x 2 ) VALID
niko @ 3:13PM
[and some int+tech]
Roll: 5 d10 TN6 (1, 5, 5, 9, 9) ( success x 2 ) VALID
niko @ 3:13PM
Done!
Samael @ 3:14PM
Witnessed!
niko @ 3:14PM
danke!