aterat | A Joyous Fall

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A Joyous Fall

Who; Lauri-Ell, Terra, Open
What; Forge Work, Delight Over The World
Where; Forge, Market District Tavern
When; September
Warnings; None

I. A New Forge Crafter | Bay Blades Forge

Today was a good day, an important day. Today was the day that Gili had declared Lauri-Ell's success. While she was by no means a proper master yet (hadn't even considered what her masterwork might be), she had graduated to full journeyman. Lauri-Ell was finally a proper crafter who could sell her things freely and take commissions for Bay Blades. And oh but the woman was happy for it.

And, to celebrate, she was doing something almost meditative. Instead of some great work, some amazing project, she was doing needful work: she was pulling wire. Lauri-Ell hummed happily as she held the tongs holding the lead of the wire, hauling it through a small hole in a braced metal plate. It was nice, to watch the way the wire thinned out, cooling through the very process. This was a delight. And, as the final pull came, she was careful to not let the wire lash out quickly and hurt someone. That done she coiled her wire and returned it to the heat of the forge. She's going for very fine today, and more heat will be needed.

The timing, though, was such that as she nestled the coiled metal in the heat, she heard someone approaching. The large blacksmith smiled and dusted her hands off on her leather apron before turning to the approaching steps.

"Good day! What can we do for you?"

II. Tavern Time | Market District Tavern

The Tavern. It was a wonderful place, so alive with people. So alive with noise and laughter and life. There were not things like this among the Kree, and given Lauri couldn't cook, she was happy to enter here when she could, to gain some joy. These were a good thing to hear. To know that the city is happy now.

Lauri-Ell moves to the counter to order her drink (scotch, neat) and her food (stew, double serving with a good dark bread). Once it was in hand she moved to a large table, one that locals cleared without a question she she approached. After all, people knew that after she ate the fun would come. Lauri-Ell was the queen of arm wrestling in the tavern, and people loved challenging her and betting. It was fun.

She started into her meal, enjoying the noise and talk and laughter and music. This is all good, so very very good. It was right. Just as right as the noise of someone approaching. She lifted her head and nodded.

"You are welcome to eat here, if you wish. They just give me the space so I can do arm wrestling later."

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"I have only been commissioned for this one. To pre-make such a large thing that requires so many pieces of metal, and then work from the carpenter to frame them, would consume resources that are needed to other tasks," she answered.

If others called upon the desire of it, she would do more. But it was better to just make to need for something this large.

"I'm sure once word gets around, you might have your hands full." Although the keyblade wielder was more than confident on this, he wasn't sure anyone else might be commissioning until late Winter or early Spring. But whatever it would be, Lauri-Ell was sure to get more business.

Yes, she might well. But for now she's happy with the work she's doing. So very, very happy.

"I just hope they are happy with the work," she said, before picking up the large metal disk blank she had made earlier and moving it into the fire to heat it. Then she moves to the bellows to kick up the heat with more hair.

"Alright, this is an important part of smithing. You learn how hot the fire is by the color of it, and how long you can look upon it."

Terra nodded and watched as Lauri-Ell worked the metal. He wasn't crowding her and kept a small distance so that he could see everything that she was doing.

"I'm sure they'll like it. I mean, you're making this to help them."

But his eyes got a little bigger when she went on with instructions. "I didn't know fire changed colour." There was way more to all of this than he knew. And Terra was fascinated.

"I am also being paid to do so. I feel I am doing good, and yet I wonder if I would not do more good if I were to merely grant them the things which might help then. And then I remember the history of my people."

And how they had become the people they had because of such things. And the evil it had created across the universe for millennia.

"Oh yes, fire has many colors and characters. What color do you believe would indicate fire at its hottest?"

"Well ya, but they wouldn't be paying you to make this if it couldn't help them, right?" And then Terra canted his head to the side at Lauri-Ell's words about the history of her people. He wasn't sure what she meant by that. "The history?"

Blue eyes looked from his companion to the fire at her question. "Uh..blue?"

Well yes, there is that, which earns a nod from her.

"But sometimes people ask for things they cannot handle. Such as happened with the Kree."

She ignores the question of the history of the Kree. She does not know him well enough yet to admit the sins of her people.

"Yes, blue fires are hotter than yellow."

Terra quieted when he heard about people asking for things they couldn't handle. Sometimes the memories of failing the Mark of Mastery still plagued him and all that had happened since then.

But his attention turned back towards his task with a smile. "Does it turn another colour after that?"

"If it does, that is beyond my eyes to be able to see," she answered, stirring the coals a bit to kick up some more heat.

Terra smiled. "Then how long does it take for the fire to get that hot? And does it take a long time to forge a weapon?"

Questions, he was full of them.

"It can take a while," she admitted, moving to the bellows again to blow them. "And the length for the weapons is most definitely dependent upon what it is."

"Oh." Terra replied, looking at the bellows that Lauri-Ell was manipulating. "It sounds almost fun to see how it's all going to go and how things will all turn out once you get it going."

He was determined to learn and help and he couldn't wait.

"Well, if you wish to learn, come here. We shall start by teaching you the bellows, as I learned."

It only seems right.

Terra was excited and he nodded, moving over to stand close enough to watch but not close to get in harm's way.

"Where do I start?"

"You will want to press the bellow together, then open them again. Three times on, then a moment for rest. The repeat. I will let you know when I need it higher."

This was a very good first step. After she would show him how to handle the metal, and even make nails. Nails was a very good way to start.

"Got it." He moved over to where he needed to be and looked at Lauri-Ell one last time before turning his attention to the task at hand. So he started in on it, repeating to himself the instructions that he'd been given.

So Terra remembered the rest part and then went to work again. He was delighted to be doing this.

"Yes, very good," she said quite happily. "There is rhythm in you. Like music. It keeps the time of the forge. The forge is its own song."

Terra smiled, pleased to be hearing this praise. He learned rhythm years ago with Huey, Dewy and Louie with the ice cream beat game they played. How those little ducks managed to juggle all of those ice cream scoops, he'd never know.

"You know, you're right."

Of course she would be because she had been doing this a lot longer than him.

"There is music in creation. I like this."

Because there should be music in many things. Music was not a Kree thing, even if the Universal Weapon sang to her. "Music is something we should have had."

After continuing on in silence while Lauri-Ell went on, he nodded. "Music can be created here. They had it for the Ball here, was it last year?" And then Terra continued with his working.

"I went," she confirmed, thinking of the dress she had enjoyed wearing there. "It was not a thing I had experienced before, though I have been to a wedding once."

And there had been music there.

"Oh you were here, well that's good." Terra replied with a smile. However, the last part had him questioning as he kept working.

"There was a wedding here?"

"Yes," she says with a nod. "Master Ignis and Guardsman Nida. It was beautiful," she said.

Not as beautiful as the Emperor and his husband, but things could not be as pretty when not held in space with a full view of the stars.

He shook his head as he was resting a moment. "Can you describe it to me? If..you don't mind."

A wedding sounded like a beautiful thing and Terra was sorry that he'd missed it. But if Lauri-Ell described it to him, then he could imagine himself there.

WEll, that's something she thought she could do.

"I think that's possible. But keep your mind on the bellows while I exaplin it?"

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