#arcane blacksmith

( shim!flr )

You have to stop overworking yourself. Only one hour of sleep each day of the week? Can’t work like that F.

[the blacksmith sighs, having caught Flouride having worked with only an hour of sleep each day. So… forcibly wrapping the other man up in a blanket and picking him up ]

I’m taking you to bed, and I’m staying here until you get some sleep. I’m talking more than 5 hours too.

Was playing around on hero forge and made my arcane ocs.

That’s Zip (Arcturus)

Capella, the opera singer.

@disgruntled-blacksmith

Do you have a plan for your end of the bargain?

Approval from who? How did this all seriously fuck up!?

Janna above… Yes, Sirus! I’ll get to working on it, seeing as I’m helping you with every god-fucking thing, aren’t I? When will I start to see some compensation for my hard work? You haven’t exactly shown your worth to me yourself. At least I have tried to get myself closer to your bunny and his friends! At least I’ve managed to get you this close with meeting up.

His other hand fiddled with a pencil, hunched over, for once he was using one of the several sketchbooks Yvette gave him to actually plan out his designs rather that bullshitting everything.

Beside - or rather, behind Flouride - was a satchel-bag full of random snacks and some water.

The water was calm. Night approached and .. the dock was empty. This felt like a reoccuring issue of trust - a deep thing Flouride never talked about - but he felt this was such a display of trust. One of them could easily kill the other here with the circumstances they met up at. One of them could easily fold the other in half..

Flouride didn't know if Sirius carried a weapon with him when he went out. He never asks, but the Chirean doesn't think that he needs to.

The scratches of the pencil's charcoal against the well-roughed paper was the only thing occupying his mind right now, aside from sometimes lifting the cigar for a puff - until he hears the familiar, heavy footsteps approaching, then he quickly snuffs the flame, tossing the finished shimmer butt to the side and waving away the purple smoke.

"Took y'long 'nough." the mechanic chuckles, "Was startin' to think you were gonna leave me out here."

It was a joke, of course.

Right?

"Got held up or just got lost again, Sirius?"

(Hii :] no need to respond right away.)

“Got held up… a client dropped in while I was working on something and had the audacity to complain about shit in their lives….”

Sirus can smell the shimmer, but he’s not gunna be a dick about it.

Capella is a girly girl so loves pink so ofc pink pajamas and the bunny slippers remind her of zip

Sirus is kinda punk ish and is only wearing it because Capella gave it to him as a gift