Carving [Open]

[culbutiri]

Characters: Nesir Aeser and you
Setting: Workshop floor
Format: I'll follow you
Summary: Nesir recovers from December and spends some time in the workshop
Warnings: none so far

Nesir went to the workshop for quite a practical reason, since recieving her poison kit as some kind of twisted reward she had a job to do. The cloak she had been given by Chidori, which she had to admit had probably saved her in the coldest days of December, needed modified, nothing big just a few hidden pockets like what she had in the sleeves of her uniform. It only took about an hour and then her cloak was back on, because even though the heating was back on it was still Winter and Nesir liked being warm.

She was about to leave when she was drawn to the wood and the tools, not the strange looking tools that worked on their own, just the basic tools that Ral had taught her to use. It had been a long time since she had carved, since before she lost her fingers at least but she had nothing better to do and it had always been something that helped calm her.

And in this place she needed all the calm she could get. She sat back down after gathering what she needed and started work on the lump of wood.

Anyone who knew Nesir well would not be blamed for assuming she was making something practical, a weapon of some kind. But as it started to take shape it looked more like a flower, rough work, it was hard when her dominant hand was damaged and she had never been good at carving in the first place despite Ral's teaching.

She was lost in work and for a moment, if you really didn't know her, she looked almost innocent.

Comments

[terreifying]

"Heee~y. What'cha doin'?"

Rei had picked up a habit of coming to the workshop every once in a while. There were always people working on interesting things in there.

[culbutiri]

Nesir's head whipped round to look at the person who had spoke. Her first instinct was to snap at the blue haired girl to mind her own business but she bit her tongue and shrugged instead. She wasn't in the mood to fight.

"I do just be carving, I did be thinking the wood do be belonging to everyone."

[terreifying]

"Mm?"

Rei peers over the other girl's shoulder.

"Wow, you're good at this. That's really pretty!"

[culbutiri]

Nesir looked at her suspiciously, because what is accepting compliments. "It do be a hair piece. It do be meant to be pretty."

[terreifying]

"I've never seen anyone making their hair accessories before."

She doesn't seem to notice the suspicion.

"But I bet that would look nice in your hair or as a present for someone else.

[culbutiri]

"It do no be for me." Nesir didn't wear such things, they were too fancy even if just made out of plain wood. She gave them to Lotte, though she blinked at the girl as she realised that Lotte wasn't here, Lotte was dead along with the rest of her world and there wasn't anyone to give them to.

She scowled and stared at the piece.

[terreifying]

"Then who? A friend?"

She frowns a little when she sees the sudden scowl.

"What's wrong?"

[culbutiri]

"Nobody." She scowled again, "I do no be having anyone to give it to. I did be forgetting. It do no be mattering."

[terreifying]

Rei seems to brighten up again.

"It would still look pretty anywhere. I know, maybe you can run a business selling these for food or something."

[mostremaining]

Gilbert, when making his usual boredom-induced rounds about the tower, passed through the workshop. Hmm, maybe he should make something sometime... it had been a long time since he had used his hands for anything crafty. On this trip, he spotted his partner in crime, Nesir, and promptly gave her a friendly greeting. "Hey, Nesir! What'cha doing here?"

He had yet to notice her missing fingers. As for him... he had gotten off scot-free. He had easy objects to retrieve for his bill... what a lucky little jerk he was.

[culbutiri]

Oh it was him, the not so masterminded thief. She smiled at him, though she would be less happy if she learned he had gotten away with their robbery without injury. She had died for their crime and it had been painful.

But for the moment she was assuming he had also suffered a similar painful death and so smiled back in greeting. "Just carving, there did be lots of wood. What do you be doing?"

[mostremaining]

"I'm just going around the tower. I go between all the friendly floors when I go out for a walk." Gilbert peeked over Nesir's shoulder at what she was carving. "What are you making? A... flower?"

[culbutiri]

Nesir nodded, there were plenty of non friendly floors, some of which were kind of fun if you were into monster hunting.

"Yes, it do be a hair piece."

[mostremaining]

"A hair piece, huh?" Gilbert smiled and shifted his weight a bit. "Taking a little time to make something for yourself? That's nice to see."

[culbutiri]

"It do no be for me." She told him without looking up.

[mostremaining]

"Oh? Then who's it for? A friend?" Well, duh, who else could it be for?

[culbutiri]

Nesir scowled, she wasn't sure Rei counted as a friend, but light addled idiots tended to count anyone they spoke to as friends. So she nodded. "Yes, it do be for a friend."

[divinitysoiled]

Normally, she would have just passed right by the workshop to other floors. There was nothing here she was interested in. But this time... that girl. Catarina walked over, intrigued. She hadn't expected to see Nesir here, working on something wooden. And it was even more surprising to see her working on something possibly useless past sentimental value.

"Hm," she hummed slightly, keep a close eye on her, knowing how tightly wound the girl could be. "That is very interesting."

[culbutiri]

Nesir looked up at the hum, eyes narrowing suspiciously until she saw who it was. Even then she didn't fully relax but did smile in greeting, she liked Catarina she had decided eventually after quite a lot of thought.

That didn't mean she would like to be anywhere near her unarmed, Nesir was many things but she was not a complete idiot. She shrugged and looked at the carving, "It do be a hair piece, or will be when it do be finished." Her cheeks went a little red at being caught making something so frivolous by someone not a light addled idiot.

[divinitysoiled]

"A hair piece? I hadn't thought you to be skilled in making such things," Catarina mused, moving to sit near her. Yes, Nesir was tightly wound. Good girl, she thought. Very smart.

[culbutiri]

Nesir shrugged keeping one eye on Catarina even as she continued carving. "A... friend," she supposed Ral was that even if he was an idiot, "did be teaching me. He did be saying it did be good for me to be learning to be focusing and creating."

Truthfully it had been an attempt at anger management, but she wasn't about to admit that. She still wasn't convinced that creating things out of wood was a more productive way of dealing with over bubbling rage than destroying everything in her path.

But it got her in less trouble.

[divinitysoiled]

"Friend?" Her voice took on a teasing tone, her eyes on Nesir's hands. What had happened to her...? "I hadn't thought you had those."

[culbutiri]

Nesir noticed her look and fought the urge to hide her hand wondering if Catarina had truly just noticed the damage or if she was doing it on purpose to make Nesir uncomfortable.

She blushed at the words, "I do no be having them as a rule. But he did be an idiot and did be insisting. He did be useful sometimes."

And if Rise called her friend and was nice to her... well she was useful too.

[divinitysoiled]

One could never tell with her, could they? She could be looking at her hands for both reasons... or because she knew her skill with a knife and she was watching to make sure the girl didn't attack her.

"Ah, one of those. You're quite right, people like that are useful."

[culbutiri]

"Yes they do be." Nesir curled her toes in the shoes Rise had lent her and continued carving.

"What do you be doing here?" She couldn't really imagine Catarina making things but she couldn't really speak on things that people didn't expect her to be doing.