[OPEN][BACKDATED] Stitch me back, one by one!

[chronomancer]

Characters: Jade!Eridan Ampora, and YOU!
Setting: Floor 15, the workshop.
Format: I'll start with action, but I'll match you.
Summary: In which Eridan pretends he knows how to sew. Spoilers, he doesn't. Backdated to before the Labyrinth event!
Warning: None? I'll add if necessary.

[It's really not that hard, he figures, to use his torn jacket as a pattern and make a new one with some scraps of red fabric lying around. It's just. Cutting fabric and sewing it together. How hard can it be?

Apparently, very hard and not really a project for the uninitiated.

He's left the whole mess on a workbench for now, focusing on patching up his other pair of pants. That, at least, he's relatively used to. It's not the neatest of stitch-work, but at least it'll hold.

At least, he thinks with grim amusement, he has two hands now, to do this. Otherwise it'd be well and truly hopeless.]

Comments

[chronomancer]

[Eridan couldn't help but arch an eyebrow.]

Was that a challenge?

[firststep]

More like a statement.

[chronomancer]

Heh, fair enough.

[firststep]

You're not a bad person to talk to, all things considered.

[chronomancer]

Thanks.

[He offers a small smirk.]

Neither are you.

[firststep]

...That's nice.

[Okay he's not used to a compliment like that, usually he confuses and weirds people out too much.]

[chronomancer]

Eh, it's true.

[You're chill, man. He arches an eyebrow.]

You're not an asshole and I ain't got to kill you to make sure you keep my secrets to yourself. We're cool.

[firststep]

[Yori is the chillest most of the time. It's what happens when your mind isn't all there for most of the part.]

Ah, well. I guess I have to make up for invading everyone's privacy somehow? ...I'm not really sure if I can be mean.

[chronomancer]

...everyone can be mean. I think.

[firststep]

...I've never really tried. Don't want to, either.

[chronomancer]

Eh, probably a good policy around here.