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[neurotoxicity]

[ The video feed initially just shows the entrance to the cemetery at dusk. There's some fluid movement as the camera moves past Grave Concoctions, the local alchemist, and then forward a few steps towards a small strip of somewhat rundown buildings. The camera stops in front of one of the buildings on the far left side and then just zooms up and down on it. There are lights on inside the building and it clearly looks like someone's been inside and cleaned it up. Overall it's small and the outside is in need of a bit of help.

Ivy turns the camera to face her. She's got a thick white scarf wrapped around her neck and a large silver cross can be seen dangling down. ]

I've fixed the inside into what I want for the most part. [ She's to the point, it's common for her when she's got a specific goal in mind. ]

But I need some help for a few other things. I need the outside fixed up, there's some loose brick, and it needs some paint. Inside I need six barstools in black. I don't care about the material, but they have to be black. There were booths in there already, but I want them painted red. [ She's very specific. ] The kitchen is basically just the woodfire oven but that's enough, I don't need much more fixed with that. I've gotten the décor down.

[ Wait she's forgetting something. ] It's going to be a pizzeria. [ Probably should explain that right? ] I also need help with a name. If you have any suggestions, let me know.

[ A pause ] I can pay anyone that's willing to help clean up the outside and do the few other things I mentioned. I might also need some help running the place. I don't need a resume, just proof you're competent.

[ And she just ends things there. Ivy has A+ asking people for help skills. ]

Comments

[neurotoxicity]

Was she a close friend?

[ask_whydunit]

Ah, no. I had only really only just met her barely a day beforehand.

[neurotoxicity]

There's that at least. Probably not the most positive way to look at it, but better than if you'd known each other for a long time.

[ask_whydunit]

That is a way to look at it, and there’s not much to be done now beyond trying to figure out what happened.

[ He’s not great with the idea of decent mages being murdered, though, and she had a student with her that now had no one… So it was a mixed feeling on his part. But rather than drag the conversation down, he dismisses the topic and shifts back to the point of his contact. ]

That aside… Is there anyone beyond the bar stools you might need? There’s a lot of other junk still in here from when it was a business if you happen to want to look at any of it when you get here.

[neurotoxicity]

Which you can't do here. [ Better to just not dwell on the things we can't control from here. Says the person that dwells on the things she can't really control all the time. ]

A register, but I doubt you have that. Other than that no. I need some plates and things like that but I'm sure I'll have to get that specially made or looked into.

[ask_whydunit]

[ He nodded, despite knowing he’d still be thinking about it while here, anyway. But the list of things she needed was unfortunately not among the odd collection he had at the moment, aside from the bar stools. ]

No, I can’t say there was a register left among all the junk still here. Can’t say I’m surprised, though. More useful and easy to use elsewhere means it was taken when the place was abandoned, I expect.

[neurotoxicity]

Then the barstools are more than enough. Thank you. I'll be by soon to pick them up.

[ask_whydunit]

Of course, the door will be open. Just knock to let me know you’re there.

[ So he doesn’t get surprised or anything if he’s distracted by cleaning. Warnings are nice and he is easy to startle. ]

[neurotoxicity]

I'll let you know.

[ask_whydunit]

Appreciated, I'll look forward to your arrival then.

[ He ended the feed, presumably to get back to cleaning and waiting for her to come pick up the bar stools. ]