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ten_fwd2014-10-28 01:48 pm
magicsprice) wrote in ten_fwd2014-10-28 01:48 pm
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4th Contract [Ten-Forward]
After the fiasco in the Holodeck with Henry, Gold had briefly kept himself to his rooms himself, but since he's getting tired once more of seeing the same walls day in and out there he's decided to once again haunt the lounge.
He ignores the chess boards today, instead he finds himself an empty table and sits down at it, laying what looks like a couple of pretty sizable skeins of solid gold chain from a distance, though upon closer inspection it's actually thread. The man keeps an ear open to listen to the random gossip that might happen around him, one never knows when something dropped in gossip might actually end up useful later on, but the majority of his attention is on actually weaving the gold into various pieces of jewelry.
It's far from easy, fortunately he has tools to help him with the manipulating of gold into the form he desires it to take. He could do this far easier with magic, but he needs something to occupy his time and hands with and thus seems as good a task as any. Perhaps it might help him think of just what else he's to do with himself here aboard this ship, beyond haunt the small area he's allowed to move around in.
The lack of any business to take part in, to distract himself with is taking its toll. Maybe he can turn his creations here into a form of business, though without currency, he'll need to think of just what sort of barter system he'll put into place for payment.
As the time passes, soon the table is decorated with golden bracelets, necklaces, armbands as well as a few rings. He might add ornament to his pieces eventually, but for now they're rather simplistic in that they're merely woven gold and nothing else.
He ignores the chess boards today, instead he finds himself an empty table and sits down at it, laying what looks like a couple of pretty sizable skeins of solid gold chain from a distance, though upon closer inspection it's actually thread. The man keeps an ear open to listen to the random gossip that might happen around him, one never knows when something dropped in gossip might actually end up useful later on, but the majority of his attention is on actually weaving the gold into various pieces of jewelry.
It's far from easy, fortunately he has tools to help him with the manipulating of gold into the form he desires it to take. He could do this far easier with magic, but he needs something to occupy his time and hands with and thus seems as good a task as any. Perhaps it might help him think of just what else he's to do with himself here aboard this ship, beyond haunt the small area he's allowed to move around in.
The lack of any business to take part in, to distract himself with is taking its toll. Maybe he can turn his creations here into a form of business, though without currency, he'll need to think of just what sort of barter system he'll put into place for payment.
As the time passes, soon the table is decorated with golden bracelets, necklaces, armbands as well as a few rings. He might add ornament to his pieces eventually, but for now they're rather simplistic in that they're merely woven gold and nothing else.
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"Might I put it on you?" He asked as he came around the table, fingers undoing the clasp he'd made for it as he moved toward her.
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"Are you sure it's free?"
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"There you go." He stepped back once he was finished and moved to step off to one side so he could look at how it hung from her neck. "How's the length? I can adjust it if need be."