Post by Cocktail on Jan 29, 2014 4:00:10 GMT
do it like a brother, do it like a dude,
Cocktail was in a good mood. She'd managed to find some new materials at the market for a steal of a price, and although the active girl held a surprising amount of dislike in her heart for shopping, she was pleased enough with her finds to lighten the darkness over her heart from having to deal with bargaining. Though, to be fair, it wasn't anything personal or anything against the People of the Land who ran the shop, which she was pretty certain they had figured out by this point judging by the way she would interact with them cheerfully when she was passing by on her way back to the inn she was staying at but if she was shopping, her mood would slowly worsen as the day plodded ever onwards, particularly if her search wasn't something that could be resolved quickly. But no, today her inventory was nice and heavy with materials that she had every plan of making use of, and with a peppy perk to her step, it was hardly any wonder that she didn't shoot right off the ground simply out of the energy that she was giving off. Humming a tune to herself, her step was light as she found her way back to the same empty furnace area that she had used the last time she was at Saint Pancras Station, and she grinned to herself when she saw that it was once again unoccupied. She was beginning to wonder if the whole place was owned by someone or something like that, but she shrugged the thought off almost as soon as she had arrived at it, a wave of her hand - the fingernails were the usual pale pink, and that was something that she still felt the urge to change, she had liked her cyan nails back when she was in the real world, and she just know that it would look even better if she had them here in the Unfounded Kingdom too - dismissing the matter from her mind. Instead, she focused on picking up the that she had acquired and placed it into the furnace, her tongue coming out of her mouth and her hips shifting as she worked to try to light the furnace again. It took her a few moments of fiddling around inside of it to find where she was supposed to light the flames once more, and she scoffed at the idiot who had let the fire go out at all, and then it was only a few moments more before she had a small blaze going, the girl casually building it back up again to something that she could use to begin heating metal, a casual toss of her head and flip of her wrist pushing her twin pigtails back from where they'd waterfalled over her hips and underneath her arms. She still hadn't found something suitable enough to hold them, though she had a feeling that she rather wanted some kind of accessory for it anyway, something to give her a boost of some kind. But that was a quest for another day. Right now she was interested in making something new and improving her skill, and that meant returning to the Windsor craft... to her family's craft. | Words;; 546 Tags;; Open (Crafting) Notes;; Wheeeee, mold making time! :3 Lyrics;; "Do it Like a Dude" by Jesse J Template by Kuroya |
grab my crotch, wear my hat low like you!
