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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Exposure therapy is good for you. (No it isn't).

Anyway, Blue Eyes appears (with Intensity) exactly five minutes later. Not one minute more or less than that]

[420blazeit]

[ no it isn't. ]

You going to come in? [ she steps back into the dorm and motions for him to join her. she is not going to step out onto the balcony. nope. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[You are the second person to do that to him in two days. Hmmm...

But inside he comes]

Should I use the actual door next time?

[420blazeit]

[ HMMMM. ]

No, this is fine. [ THIS IS ABSOLUTELY NOT FINE. ] It's probably much faster anyway. [ looks relieved to be anywhere that's not near the balcony and its vicinity. stupid plants. ]

[ ANYWAY, moving on - ] Thanks for coming~ I just need you to gadgeteer a few things together for me so I can give somebody a wicked gift. I finally have some extra points too, so I can pay you for your troubles. [ spins around and starts walking backward toward her room. ] But! like I said, I made something for you too. I gave up on woodworking some time ago, though that's definitely therapeutic.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Following her to the lab]

And what hobby has taken the place of woodworking?

[420blazeit]

[ once in the lab there's a sheet covering something at the center of the shop. ] No peeking. I'll let'cha in on it soon, but first things first.

[ she grabs a guitar and a sword and hands them off to intensity. ] Can you combine these things for me and then can we talk about making it shoot fire or something. Not sure how to do that short of adding a flamethrower to it, but I'm not sure that's a purchasable item from the shop. Fireworks? Blowtorch?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Takes them both...

Awkwardly.]

Where do you want to stab people? From the body of the machine? Or from the neck?

[420blazeit]

...

Don’t tell me this is the strangest thing somebody’s asked. [ leans against a table. ] Pointy bit facing down please. [ body. ] It’d be pretty unfortunate if you were to play it and then fatally stab yourself, yeah?

I’m going more for aesthetics here, but you know how some guys love functionality. Might as well be able to stab somebody will it instead of just bludgeon them to death.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[No, but he does take them both to her workshop table, setting the guitar down first]

Do you have something I can use as a straight edge?

[420blazeit]

Absolutely.

[ she wanders over to another work table and then comes back with a metal ruler. ] Here ya’ go. [ plops into the nearest chair. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He mutters something which might sound like a grunt of gratitude as he busies himself lining up everything correctly so that the blade will come out as a decent angle.

And not askew and stab the musician in the knee or something like that.]

[420blazeit]

[ she lets him work in silence for approximately thirty seconds. that’s probably twenty-nine seconds longer than he thought she’d let him, so... small victories? ] It’s metal working, BTW. I like doing stuff around Tokyo-F with Griffin and Lumen, art stuff, so I figured this could be the next thing we try, but I wanted to try my hand at it first. It seemed fun. Kind of reminded me of something I might do back home.

[ wheels the chair a little closer. ] Bet you could fucken snap your fingers and make something sick, but [ waits until he’s not doing anything to playfully kick his leg. ] i guess we’ll see how I measure up to a pro. [ laughs and kicks off the ground to whoosh away. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He raises an eyebrow at the kick to the leg, wondering if she needs anything. But another breath and she's on the other side of the workshop, so---

Only half paying attention to all of that]

Who's Lumen?

[420blazeit]

Thorn, of Bad End.

[ gets out of the chair. ]

Is Blue-Eyes still out on the balcony?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He snaps his fingers and they spark silver as he starts working on the fusion]

Yes.

[420blazeit]

Can I go let her in?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Without turning to look at D.Va.]

Not my problem if she breaks anything.

[420blazeit]

I trust her.

BRB!

[ already wandering out and back to the balcony to let her in. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Guess he'll just wait here then. Or finish up this gadgeteering in peace at least]

[420blazeit]

[ probably the latter. ]

[ presumably comes back with blue-eyes in tow! still definitely did not set foot onto the balcony because it’s full of evil. ]

Look who I found~!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Blue Eyes curls up on the workshop floor while Intensity just turns and hands the finished piece over to D.Va.]

Here.

[420blazeit]

[ she takes it and looks it over, giving it a smile after a couple of seconds. ]

Thanks. Any chance of making it shoot fire or something? [ sets it down and walks over to the center of the shop where the sheet is draped over whatever the hell she cobbled together for intensity. ]

But I guess that can wait cause it’s my turn. Ya ready?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

For one of your surprises.

[He laughs]

Never.

[420blazeit]

Hilarious, Intensity. I bet Blue-Eyes is ready.

[ she tugs the sheet off to reveal a metal statue resembling blue-eyes that's actually made of an assortment of different metals. she bought some of the materials... finders keepers for the rest! and, ok, she may not be the right color yet, but she didn't feel like getting high on spray paint fumes in her workshop and she'd kind of expected this plant thing to blow over by now... ]

[ anyway!!! ]

Oh! [ she laughs. ] And before I forget. [ throws the sheet onto one of the workbenches and then yanks a draw open to grab a cup noodle to set on the dragon's head. ] I didn't forget about you.

Ta~da~!

1/3

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[For a second there, he is struck speechless. As if he can't comprehend exactly what is happening.]