Horseshoe, Day 21, Early Morning

[consider8]

[Eight switches on her screen, looking a little dour.]

Hello. I'm in need of a significant amount of paper and bottles. I have a project in mind that requires both.

I saw that there is a printer available, would it be possible for me to use some of it?

I would make the purchase myself, but I used it all for clothing.

Any help would be appreciated.

Comments

[consider8]

Mmmmrrrr....

But they are still there, right?

[In her world that would be a hell of a defensive technology... or a booby trap.]

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This is all!

[She goes to work immediately... heating up the milk a moment to get it nice and hot, adding the vinegar to get curds and whey. She swiftly filters out the liquid and tries to get as much the liquid out as she could before adding the baking soda and water. It takes a bit of stirring but quickly the gross looking balls start to even out into a thick white paste.]

[She shows off the paste to him emphatically, proclaiming a very positive:] Vemmo-ee!!

[consider8]

Veemo!

[Still, she'll scrounge around for some supplies as she comes over. She feels somewhat responsible for putting her up to this and wants to be as accommodating a host as she can be... despite not having much of anything.]

[adropofsunlight]

Does Veemo mean something?

[She didn't know, but she was going about grabbing her stuff and was soon on her way. It might take her at least five minutes or so before she actually will arrive.]

Hello.

[unfavorableinstigation]

I can show you where they are, if you want the one in your room taped at least.

[Though the whole water-repulsor thing will likely have to happen sooner, for general safety.]

very sorry for the late tag!

[adregem]

[ Roland watches Eight work diligently on her materials, giving her whatever space she needed to create her adhesive. It's an interesting sight to witness, and something he would take note of about Eight moving forward. He wonders briefly where she learned how to do all of this, and so specifically too... ]

[ At her exclamation, Roland offers a smile back and nods in some sort of approval, her concoction looking quite like paste as one might expect. ]

Wow. That's definitely better than a cute glue stick. Well done. Did you just happen to know that recipe by heart?

[ To aid her, Roland takes the empty jars and opens the lid up for her to scoop the adhesive in. ]

[consider8]

[She gives the matter a thought before shaking her head.]

Wouldn't that endanger anyone else if a fire were to start in my room?

[As much as she is scared of what could happen, she understands the why at least.]

it's all good -- this was a very busy week for me, too

[consider8]

[She gives a big smile, like a proud kid that got an A on her science project. She graciously starts pouring in the paste before starting on another batch.]

Hmn...? Oh, I don't remember the exact directions. If I had more time I could make better materials, but adhesives are really important for us to have and so a basic recipe never hurt.

Sometimes you have to make do with what you have on hand. [Back home her people lived underground for 100 years. Resourcefulness has become an important skill to survive.]

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Vee--? [The question gives her pause. That was the first time anyone asked her that.] Um... it means... "hurray?"

[Her focus swivels from thought to thought before returning to the girl standing in front of her. The haze of thought drifted and she offered a welcoming smile.]

Hello, too! It's nice to see you again.

[unfavorableinstigation]

[Nita gives a reluctant nod.]

It's a balance, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't have help, or protection, when you need it.

[adregem]

[ That's quite the apt expression, if Roland were to be made aware of it. He secures the first jar of the adhesive and sets it aside, wondering if he should be helping her out on the next batch. Eight seems to be quite on top of it, however. So for now, he's content to watch. ]

That's right. Maybe this is something I should take note of, too. [ A serious thought! Would it be alright to take his notes out? ] Any other emergency recipes you can do? [ Roland may just be making small talk while she works, but honestly, he gives an impression that he's taking everything she's doing quite seriously too. Missions vary, after all. Who knows when these would come in handy? ]

[adropofsunlight]

Hurray. Oh, that's a cute way of saying it.

[She had her art supplies as she went to set them down happily.]

I brought supplies, you can see if you like anything.

[consider8]

I will be fine.

[She will make do, but will have to figure out a solution that she could tolerate.]

Thank you for letting me know. I will be looking out for S'reee. And be careful when I meet her.

[consider8]

[She looks up from making the second batch quizzically. She sort of... took it for granted what she knew and forgot what other people didn't.]

Um... I know how to make a sharp edge out of a hard rock and metal and how to make a hammer. I know how to dry food to make it last longer to eat. I know how to make a patch for holes.

Mmm... those are all important, right? [She was pretty sure, given her position, that none of those recipes were especially new to Roland. It's all the basics of crafting: something to cut, something to hit, something to paste, and something to keep your energy up.]

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[She smiles, but doesn't think to ask if she could have them. They are Rapunzel's after all. Instead she's going to experimentally take a look at each piece, noting how well made and cared for they are.]

These are all the tools for painting?

Looks like a wrap?

[unfavorableinstigation]

[Nita nods.

And as for the rest of this space...]

Ready to get back to this?

[Gesturing around them at the room.]

Or would a break be better?

I think so!

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[Eight nods in return.]

I think a break is needed. We're going to have to find or make glue.

[adregem]

[ He nods impressively. ]

They sure are, Eight. [ To her surprise then, that Roland probably doesn't know as much survivalist information as he should. Chalk it up to the perks of a modern world? But still, that was no excuse. If anything, he's genuinely interested. ] Maybe one day, you can share that info with the rest of the train. I'd say it'd go a long way in an emergency, especially on missions.

[consider8]

Mmmr... [She... wasn't a fan of the idea. Sure, she had been given a lot of help, but she had also found the perils of being too open with sharing information. It was not really in her nature to reveal so much to so many so quickly. She would much rather teach Roland and then have him explain it to others.]

[But, there was sense in the idea, despite her discomfort.] I will consider it.

\o/ A nice pleasant fade for them both, then:

[unfavorableinstigation]

[In the back of her head, the peridexis makes a snarky remark about velcro; Nita does her best to ignore both it and the remark.]

We might still have the ingredients for that around - in Standard if not Games, there's a crafts section there, though it's small...

[Assuming it was all still true now. Ah well; the search begins!]

[adropofsunlight]

This lot yes. I do have pencils to.

[She went to another lot she brought, which were the ones brought for her.]

So there is a decent choice. The only supplies I didn't bring were from my own personal paint box.

[adregem]

[ If she ever decided to approach Roland first with whatever she deemed comfortable enough to share, Eight wouldn't encounter a single problem. Roland's already an eager guy to absorb and document as much new information as he can. ]

That's good enough for me. Thanks, Eight. For now, let's keep making your glue so you can start on that wall, yeah?

[consider8]

This is an impressive amount of supplies. And you are certainly taking good cared for them.

Are you an artist?

[consider8]

Mm! [She's good for that, and sets to busily making the next batch.]

[adropofsunlight]

Well I liked to paint when I had the time back home. So does that count as being an artist?

[Probably considering how much she would do ti really.]