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 Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 6:48 am
Abrila waited for the water to heat, fidgeting uncomfortably all the while, until the kettle finally started to whistle. She immediately snatched the kettle and grabbed two mismatched, chipped mugs from the shelf. Quickly, she prepared the cider and brought it over to Minist, not wanting to delay too long in case Minist's attention wavered and she targeted the stuff on the shelves again.
She set the cups down and sat cross-legged on the floor. The scent of grubberries drifted through the air, mingling with the lingering smell of Abrila's failed soap.
"Uh... here." Abrila pushed one of the mugs towards Minist without much care, then picked up her own and brought it close to her chest. The warmth of the cup was comforting after her outdoor walk.
But now she found herself at a loss. She really hadn't invited anyone to share a drink with her before, so she had no idea what to do next. A proper host would have initiated a conversation, right? Instead, Abrila just stared blankly in Minist's direction.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2012 8:32 am
"Thanks!" she chirped happily as she took the mug. It sure smelled good. Taking a sip she burned her tongue a bit, but it did taste good! Sticking out her tongue she waved a hand in front of it in a vain attempt to cool it off. Looks like she'd have to let it cool a tad bit. Sucking her tongue back in she smiled at the orangeblood and said, "Sooooo, what's with all this junk anyway? Here I thought my hive had a bunch of stuff in it! Does it have to do with your soap making? Oh! Do you clean up this stuff and sell it?" She rested her mug on the lip of her box as the fingers of her other hand drummed lightly against the floor. All the while staring at her host with a curious smile.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 7:32 am
Abrila couldn't help but smirk a bit when Minist burnt her tongue, so she hid her face with her hand and let out a small cough to cover it up.
"This... uh, junk is all stuff I found... um, in the garbage," she admitted with a shrug. She didn't usually tell people about her dumpster diving, but how else would she explain this massive hoard of stuff? Might as well be honest.
"Most of it is just here.... No I don't sell anything... I do try to clean it up though. Err, it would be pretty gross in here if I didn't..." She paused to take a sip of her drink. It hadn't occurred to her that she could actually sell some of these things for much needed beetles. It was a good idea... if she could bare the thought of letting go of some of her hoard.
"Ran out of soap... Couldn't afford more... Thought I had the right mix to make a cleaning agent..." She trailed off for a moment, muttering to herself more than speaking to Minist. Wow, she never talked that much. It was a small miracle she could muster up any voice at all, what with her earlier yelling. At least the drink soothed her throat.
Abrila tilted her head like a curious barkbeast, resuming her staring at Minist. "You uh... have lots of stuff too?" She made a mental note to find Minist's neighbourhood. If she happened to live in town, Abrila would make sure to visit her trash at least once.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:42 am
"That's cool," she said with a nod. "I would have no idea how to even guess at making soap. I'm not much for chemistry, my forte is mechanics." Her free hand moved to lightly rest on a tool as she returned the mug to her lips to take a sip. Ah, perfect temperature. Her eyes began to drift away from Abrila again as she once more gazed at the piles of things heaped on shelves and other places. Her wandering mind was caught by the sound of Abrila's voice again. Not looking back at her the young troll replied, "Oh yeah, but I kepp them a bit more organized than this. Ratmom would throw a fit if I let my hive get like this. No offense, though," She brought h eyes back to the orangeblood and tipped her head slightly before continuing. "Then again I don't really have stuff so much as parts. Though, parts are stuff too. . . I never really had a lot of "stuff" stuff, I gut them all before I get a chance to accumulate a ton. Instead of I piles or nuts and bolts and scrap metal. Things like that. I could certainly scavenge a lot of parts from your hoard." Her eyes made another sweep of the packed hive before returning to Abrila.
This was nice, just sitting here chatting while having some tea. Ratmom would probably be so proud of her right now, not running around and being crazy, just sitting and politely chatting with a new friend. Abrila certainly was interesting, what with her hoarding and her curious hospitality. There was also the botched soap incident which she found highly amusing.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 7:52 pm
"It's not hard.... Soap is mostly grubfat with some.... cleaning agents and perfumes in it. And I... uh, kind of guessed that," Abrila replied, staring pointedly at the tool underneath Minist's hand, and thinking of the rescued objects in her pocket. "Do you actually fix things or... um, do you make it a habit to pull apart other people's stuff?" Abrila ended the question with a bit of a frown, feeling protective of the junk she surrounded herself with. She worked hard picking this crap out of bins, after all!
"I know it looks like a mess but I know where everything is," she continued defensively, her frown deepening. "It's my stuff and I can do what I want with it. And you aren't touching anything else!" Then she blinked, wondering where all that had come from. Apparently a stranger coming into her hive uninvited and criticizing the state of it had struck a nerve somewhere.
For some reason, she felt awkward about what she said, so she tried to lighten up the mood. "Uhhh.... besides, Slothmom would just mess everything up. Some of this is hers.... Like that." Abrila pointed to a piece of indistinct fluff sitting on the floor. "I don't have much use for scrap metal or nuts or bolts... you won't find any of that stuff here..."
She took another sip of her drink, then gnawed distractedly at the rim of the mug. Abrila didn't have much use for anything there, not that she would ever admit it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2012 8:42 pm
Did she fix things. . . A smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "On occasion I have been known to repair things. . . Mostly when my lusus nags me to do it. I don't really like to do it, though. It's really boring. Tedious work isn't my style. At least when I dissect things I learn about them and find surprises." she said with a hand wave. Then she leaned back and supported herself with her free arm while sipping from her mug. Gazing at her host she watched her grow defensive and then flicked her eyes towards the fluff on the floor. Why did she get so defensive? Minist had said 'no offense', hadn't she? She frowned a bit when she was forbidden from touching more of the items littered about. Here she thought she had free reign. Oh well, at least Abrila wasn't throwing a fit about the whole deal. Yet there were so many items here! Surely she wouldn't mind is she messed with a few more. . . Then again, given her defensiveness just now that probably wouldn't fly well.
At least it looked like she was trying to move past her little spell. "Yeah, I don't have much use for all of that either, but I keep it on hand just in case. Never know when I might change my stance on repairing things. Plus scrap metal can fetch a nice price if I'm ever scraping for beetles." she replied. The yellowblood decided to not mention how when she look around she saw a lot of potential scrap metal and bolts. No need to work her up again and get thrown out, though, she was enjoying herself. Looking back at the bit of fluff she said, "Well, fluff isn't the worst thing for a lusus to collect. I can't tell you how many half eaten sand critters I find around my hive. I wouldn't mind so much if she didn't then berate me for leaving some wires lying around." She let out an exhale as she rolled her eyes.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 7:14 am
"Tedious. Right...." The orangeblood raised a brow. Abrila wasn't sure how Minist could find assembling things to be so boring. To Abrila, that was one of the best things about her foraging! If she found something that was only slightly used, maybe with a minor problem or two, she always found making it work like new to be quite satisfying. Of course, she was no mechanic... And sometimes laziness got the better of her. Which explained the number of broken objects scattered about.
Huh, she did have a point, though. Some objects did hold fascinating secrets inside of them.... How many times had she opened an old gizmo and found something interesting inside?
"Um, I could use the beetles..." she said distantly, her thoughts wandering to where she had seen piles of it before. The fact that she could have some right there in her hive didn't even occur to her. "But don't we all?"
The corners of her mouth twitched a bit in amusement. "Yeah that's lusi for you... Always bringing in stuff.... That used to be an old pillow.... Most of the things she brings in don't last very long... she eats it pretty quickly." The orangeblood wondered what would happen if Ratmom and Slothmom were in the same room.... She figured it wouldn't go well, though Slothmom would likely clean up after Minist's lusus.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 8:51 am
Minist let out a short laugh. "Yeah, can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em." she said before peering into her mug and finding it empty. She drank it all up already? Well that was too bad, it was rather tasty. Looking back up a Abrila she held the mug out and grinned. "Hey, hey! Any chance there's more of this stuff?" she asked with bright eyes. Then she pursed her lips and looked down. "Hm, I guess I should put away my tools too. . . That is, unless you change your mind about me doing some more work on your stuff, she said with a wicked gleam in her eyes followed by another laugh. "No worries, I know a 'no' when I hear it." Didn't mean she always listened, though. Grabbing her discarded shopping bag she began gathering up her tools and shoving them back into their plastic confinement. She shoved the box of odds and ends in the bag as well.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 7:04 am
Abrila drained the last of her own cup in an effort to hide the twitch of indignation caused by Minist's jest, and got up slowly to check if she had heated enough water for another cup, but only found a trickle. "Sorry. All out," she replied, before dumping her cup unceremoniously on a pile of debris. It would have been easy enough to heat more, but it would take too much energy. Abrila was pretty sure she had used her energy quota for the day already, judging by the heaviness in her limbs.
Somewhere in the back of the hive, Slothmom snorted loudly.
"Errr, I think it's about time you left..." Abrila started uncertainly. "The night won't last uh... forever, you know. And I have things to do." Things, as in putting away the hoofbeast toys digging into her leg and crashing in her recuperoon for as long as possible.
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 12:00 pm
At the denial of another beverage Minist pouted a bit, but it was only in jest. She was really only testing how much she could get away with. She wasn't going to look a gift hoofbeast in the mouth after all she had already gotten away with. Standing up she stretched, holding her bag of tools high in the air. Opening her eyes she looked out the window. Hm, it was getting late in the night. She still needed to get back to Chittentown after all. Then she needed to organize her new tools, maybe start another project.
"Yeah, I guess it is time I left." she said as she grinned at Abrila. "But hey, it's been fun! You're a pretty cool troll." With that said she stepped up to Abrila and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Next time I'm in town I'm keeping an eye out for you. You can tell me how your soap stuff is coming along. And hey, if you ever find yourself in Chittentown look me up. I can show you my own collection of stuff! Since you were so kind to share with me your's." That last part was a complete lie, she knew. Abrila probably would have never allowed her inside if she had been home, at least she would not have ever allowed her to start rifling through her things.
With a laugh she released the orangeblood and made her way to the door. "See you later, Abrila!" she called out as she opened the door and stepped out. Grinning one last time at her she shut the door behind her and made her way to the exit, happily humming and swinging her bag at her side.
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