escordvi | closed 🪶⚡ but all i really know, you're where i wanna go

[Life has been... good. Dare she say perfect? She does not wish to ruin the peace that they have come to find again in the last couple of months, but there is hardly any other word that could describe the feeling. Things have slowly but surely faded back into normalcy, if normal counts as being thrown out of the ass of a turtle, punching goat leaders in the face and bringing home the herd, and watching her dear husband zap a siren on her behalf, then yes... she would call that normal. Compared to the many other things that have happened lately and in the past, she'd say that they have had it easy.

And that is exactly the way that she likes it. The way that she has wanted it to be for so long. They have had more time to spend with each other in between their work and their projects, and have even taken a few more short vacations to their island just to get away from the chaos that is the Roost for a weekend.

Today, however, they share a project, and it is in Cid's workshop that they sit after sending everyone away so that they could have it to themselves for the afternoon. It is nothing dire—just one of those things that they had agreed to do together that might be fun and perhaps would help them in the long run. It involves making glass charms and then "blowing one's spirit essence" into the pipe to inflate the glass. Whatever that means. Well, between the two of them, they will figure it out and if not, then they will have some very pretty glass charms for their boats.

Fortunately, along with the kit that they were given, this isn't something new to the Roost. There are plenty of hot kilns to go around that are fired up with the help of crystals, and tools that would help them... hence the workshop.]

What shape do you suppose they will end up taking...? Apparently it is through this "essence"?

[As she waits for the oven to heat, she fidgets with a hammer from his desk.]

[He's actually never worked with glass before, so he's doubly excited to give this a go. Ah, the wonders of being in a new world where he doesn't have to fight against a world and can just do whatever the hell he wants—]

Perhaps something storm related?

[A wry grin before he looks at her more contemplatively.]

However, perhaps for you it may look more like a bird.

[She grins right back at him because yes, that is exactly what she was thinking.]

Some little clouds might be cute for you.

[Tapping that hammer against the desk, she lowers her gaze to it, almost a little shyly at the silly suggestion that she's about to say—]

If that is the case, then I wonder if we could mix them.

[He's finished setting up what they need, from the glass to the pipes and making sure they have the proper safety gloves such as the gloves and protective eyewear, which she'll hand over to her and look at her curiously.]

Mix our essences?

No.

[Well, she does perk up at that, as she takes the protective gear, eyeing it with a bit of curiosity and some disdain.]

Though, I do wonder what might happen if we tried that. But I meant more... Since we are going to need several of them, we could hang them from the same strings. If, say, a bird and a cloud, they do belong together, don't they?

[—Aaah. He nods at that before he chuckles.]

You mean we weren't going to already?

[Slipping those gloves on, they're just a bit too big for her hands, and she flexes her fingers unhappily.]

I did not want to assume. You might have had other plans for them. But I think that regardless of what we end up with...

[She taps his cute little bum with her thick gloved hand.]

That is what we shall do.

[There's just a slight arch of the brow in surprise before he chuckles and leans in close mischievously before his hand slides over her rear—]

Quite demanding, are you?

[—and then to her waist to pull her closer to him.]

Perhaps we could create a "different" sort of essence.

[Of all the times and places for him to do this, but she did start it, didn't she? So there is a playfully surprised sound from her as she falls against him. Her gloved hands are laughably big where they brace against his chest, and she pats his cheek with one.]

Are you sure that you want that sort of essence hanging around on our ships for all to see?

Who said it would have to have be hanging in public? We have our own ships to use.

[And as much of a sly fox as he tries to appear, those gloves do make it difficult to keep a straight face.]

[She laughs, leaning in to brush the tip of her nose against his.]

Yes, but on the odd chance that someone does end up riding on your ship...

[Not that she really cares all that much.]

Besides... you really want to create that "essence" right here?

[Again, not that she cares, nor is she helping with the way that she leans in to give him a little peck on the lips.]

No, I think we should save it for another time.

[And if he were to be more serious about it—not quite sure how that would work so he just laughs.]

Might even be too dangerous.

Ah, but when has that ever stopped you?

[She laughs quietly and steals one more kiss from him before she glances at the kilns that are already starting to burn hot.]

I think they might be ready, if you want to give it a go first.

[Just a playful smirk as he doesn't quite let her go yet even as he looks at the kiln.]

Perhaps I should. The method is simple in concept, but it is molten glass. Have to be careful around.

[Only after giving her a little squeeze does he finally release her to move to the tools, the instructions also laid out on the table.]

Let's see... First we'll need to melt the glass. After that, we'll take the pipe to gather it and then use the maver to shape it up a bit before putting it back. Then it's just a repeated process of blowing through the pipe and heating the glass until we get whatever shape our essence takes form.

[Well he can at least get the glass melting part going as he's already collected the glass to be used.]

[She ends up watching him as he explains, allowing him to do the first steps of preparing the glass to melt.]

Is there much that I can do at the moment to help? Beyond just stuffing the glass into the fire? Or shall I sit back and admire you while you do so?

[He chuckles at that before glancing back with a smirk.]

Wouldn't you do the latter, anyway?

But if you do wish to do something, you see that stand over there? We'll need it to prop up the pipe while blowing so could bring it closer over here.

Is that it?

[But she is going to go over and fetch it anyway to bring it over, but not before she casts a very obviously admiring look his way.]

Do you not trust me with all that fire?

Oh I trust you plenty. But this isn't too difficult, really.

[All he has to put the bowl filled with the broken glass into the kiln and that's really it.]

It won't take long for it to melt, either, if my lovely assistant would hand me the pipe?

Ah, and here you go, flattering me.

[She reaches across the table to reach the pipe, making sure to stretch for him when he's looking, and sways her hips as she comes up behind him.

She's gotta live up to that lovely assistant title, right?]

I am going to start tallying up rewards for a job well done.

[He will indeed look and appreciate what she offers before taking that pipe with a slight smirk.]

You want rewards now? Is being with me not good enough?

Well, there is being with you yes, and while that is all fine and good...

[She bumps her hip gently against his.]

Sometimes a little more is even better. If I am to be your assistant, then I ought to have some incentives?

[Can these two go five minutes without flirting?]

Hmmm, I suppose that's fair. But I feel I give you the same reward quite often, so perhaps I should change it up a bit.

[No.]

Oh? I didn't mind the rewards, but now you have me intrigued.

[She pops a foot up behind her like some damsel, and she puts on a different sort of voice that is far more feminine, perhaps too sweet, even for her. It almost makes her cringe.]

What next, Captain?

[Oh.

Oh he's not sure he likes that.

He's staring at her wide-eyed because WOW?? He has no words, and that's not in the good way this time—

Just going to clear his throat.]

Well for starts, don't do that again.

[HE FEELS CHILLS.

But then he chuckles.]

But I think now we can start putting the pipe in to get the glass.

[She barks out a laugh. It was indeed horrible, but at least it did what she intended for it to do.]

I will watch you do this once, and then join you.

[She leaves for a moment and returns with her own pipe, giving it a little wave to him.]

🦉 owl always love you.

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