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[teetheyes]

Urgently looking for a swordsmith or someone who can sure as fuck use magic on folded steel.

Private to the Bluebird//Action

Sorry I'm late.

Comments

[halffaced.livejournal.com]

Do you expect an enchanted blade to make you a better swordsman?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

No. This is a repair. I need to get rid of scratches on the blade.

[halffaced.livejournal.com]

There is a smith in the underground if you find no one better. You should learn to take care of it yourself.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Is it obvious yet that it's not mine?

[halffaced.livejournal.com]

The one you borrowed before?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Does that really matter?

[halffaced.livejournal.com]

No. It will matter to whoever repairs it.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

What do you want from me, Mazikeen.

[arrogantfanfare.livejournal.com]

I made my own sword so I guess I qualify. What do you need?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

The last five inches are scratched to high hell. Any way you can fix that?

[arrogantfanfare.livejournal.com]

I've repaired breaks but never scratches. I don't know what to say.

[one-of-heaven.livejournal.com]

Co~rin~thian.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Is that a yes or a no.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Oh fuck.

[arrogantfanfare.livejournal.com]

It's a no go. I wouldn't want to ruin your sword by doing the wrong thing.

[one-of-heaven.livejournal.com]

Do you like birds?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the warning.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Why.

//Action//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

...upstairs!

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Talk.

[halffaced.livejournal.com]

I was merely taking an interest.

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I need the action to follow.

//Action//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[Moseying on up, ever so cautious. Bruise to his jaw visible but it's healed, still missing a tooth in the back of his mouth though.]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

What.

//Action//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapping a long gash on his arm, the gashes elsewhere already bandaged, bruises everywhere]

Hey, Cori.