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"Then there are those better than hermano at this school?" Terra asked excitedly. "I would very much like to meet them! Oh--um-- three? Do you think three is enough? Or perhaps we should use four," she said, frowning as she tried to do the math. "I do not want them to be sick over it, but I do not want to appear stingy, either."

Oh, but how she wanted to meet good musicians! no, not just good, EXCELLENT musicians!

She might have been a bit starry eyed at this point. "Are there any violinist?" she asked.

Terra started counting on her fingers. "I think so!" she said happily. "They will like this very much, no?" she added, practically bouncing. Then she frowned. "Ah well, I will keep looking for good musicians," she decided. "I would very much like to meet the musicians in the school! Even if there is no violinist."

Although in a school this large, she was certain there had to be at least one! As she was thinking she was starting to put together the bacon packages, swaying slightly to a song that was playing in her head.

Terra finished her part soon enough, washing her hands after she was done and going back to her bag. "I brought some material with me," she said, digging through her things. "But most of it is old shirts and such from home," she admitted. By putting it that way it seemed like she would be pulling out scraps. "Mi madre--she liked to dress me in frills when I was younger, but I would always come home with tears in my clothes."

She pulled out a dress--a silk red and black child's dress that, as she had said, had several tears that had been stitched up with love in it. Terra looked at the dress with a mixture of amusement and dislike. "I tell her, I will wear flamenco when I am an adult--but now it is too difficult to climb the trees with this skirt! And she looks at me, and shakes her head. And I come home with another tear in my skirt--and my shoes missing completely," Terra finished with a laugh and an impish grin for Xiu. "I dislike shoes even more than too many frills."

"Si, I am a hoyden," Terra said with an even more impish grin. "I am merely pretending to be a lady here at the escuela." She was joking, right?

A few more pieces of silk, some embroidered, joined the dress, and Terra stared at it thoughtfully for a moment. "I think," she said, picking up an embroidered piece, then a pretty black and red patterned one, the grabbing a swash of slightly ratty looking black lace, "that these would make good flowers," she decided.

"Do you see anything that you like?" she asked Xiu. "I am afraid I do not have very much purple for senorita Sio, though. Do you think blue would be okay? I think I have some of that as well..."

"A hoyden--she is a trouble maker!" Terra said, giggling at the big eyed look her comment had received. "One that runs around barefoot and tears her dresses on trees and does not care if her hair is messy!" But she DID care if her makeup was--especially now that it seemed to be the only connection she had with her madre.

She looked down and tugged up her skirt, showing that her shoes had somehow gotten kicked off during their Christmastival present making. "See?"

Then she started digging through her bag to pull out her sewing supplies.

Terra pulled out a bag of buttons. All types of buttons. She dug out a pin cushion from the bag, as well. She put those on the table, then pulled out a pair of scissors and a needle and thread. Then she took the embroidered material and started cutting out circles. She cut slices in the circles, folding the cloth over so it became like petals, pinning them so they wouldn't move. She cut smaller circles out of the red and black patterned material, repeating the process that she'd done with the first one and laying it on top of the first circle.

Then she took a small strip of the lace, pinning it in a circle on top of the other two pieces. When that was done she fixed the needle and thread, and started sewing all of the pieces together. "It is simple," she admitted. "If you wish to make it fancier you can go along the sides of the petals with a cross stitch," she explained. "And it is prettier if your gather the material, as such," she said, making the flowers seem to grow by bunching the material on the thread.

"Then, when you have finished that," she said, tying off the thread. "You take a pretty button and place it in the center and sew it on, see?" she said, finishing off her flower. She did the second one as well--it wouldn't hurt to have a spare, right? Then she went to work on a blue one for Sio.

"Si! Mi madre, she gave up on trying to get my help making the dresses, so she sets me down and gives me scraps and says 'You make the flowers, I will make the clothes.' so I do!" she said, smiling slightly, which slowly turned into a sigh. She looked away, taking a moment to get her mind straight. Then she let out a breath of air.

"Next, the headband!" she said, forcing a smile as she dug through her bag some more.

"I was in a medico class," Terra said, smiling at the hug. She had needed that! "And the professora, she introduces these hot glue guns--mi hermano, he takes one--he is very much an idiot, you understand," she said, as if Xiu didn't know Roch better than she did. "It runs off of his own FEAR. He says it is a very fast way to close gaping wounds--I do not think being drained of FEAR is worth closing holes, but I have not had holes," she admitted. And she didn't have as much FEAR as her brother did, either.

"But!" she said, interrupting herself, "the glue guns--they are very interesting to me! Not the ones that run off of my own FEAR, of course, but they make glue guns that run off of electricity and use sticks of FEAR to provide the glue!" And she pulled one out of her bag in a triumphant manner. "We will make the hair ties and bands with this!" she announced proudly.