IC: Prior to the Network Shutdown and post torte time with Nunnally

[thekingsgambit]

[One failemp appears to be lugging around a backpack this morning. Whatever could that be for?]

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[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Well, when you put it that way...

Gripping that injured hand now.]

There is no other way of handling things as they are...

[More mesh-laying.]

[ascendthethorns]

[Sighs.]

Give me your hand.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Also sighs before offering it.]

It is just a scratch, commonly associated with this type of task.

[ascendthethorns]

That is no reason to leave it exposed.

[lalala, fishing a large bandaid from her pack.]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Ah.

[Watching this, I suppose.]

... Anyway, I will let Nunnally come to her own conclusions.

[ascendthethorns]

I can't clean it here, so this will have to suffice.

[Applying bandaid.]

And you will have to learn to be honest with her first.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Turns to the side for a moment.]

It is myself she does not think I am being honest with.

[Then turns back.]

Given what we have already covered, this should take another two hours and sixteen minutes. I think the bandage will suffice until then.

[ascendthethorns]

... such precision.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

The seconds are more difficult to gauge.

[Back to meshing!]

[ascendthethorns]

Of course.

[I am going to move on to set the other beams.]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[It's because I'm slow isn't it?]

[ascendthethorns]

[Yes.]