The Thread and Thimble

[Kimnas]

Kimnas walked in to the shop and plopped down on a chair that was relatively close to where Amry normally sat. He saw Shadow and nodded politely.

"Hello Amry, how are you? I have nothing to do and nowhere to go so I figured I'd drop in and see if you could use a conversation."

Kimnas shifted to a comfortable position in his chair and waited for Amry to finish with her customer or simply to talk back to him.

[Amry]

((Don't mean to control your charry, but measurements... they're not exactly interesting to roleplay. :-D))

Amry turns from her customer for a moment and smiles at Kimnas. Oh, hello! Nice to see you again! I'll be right with you.

She turns back to Shadow and says, I'll need your measurements, sir... if you could please step in the back? She leads him to the back, and in two minutes has measured him. I'll be done with your cloak in three days. Can you come back then?

[shadow]

((no no... u were right back there))

Shadow nods a yes to Amry, quickly glances at Kimnas, and then silently leaves the shop.

[Amry]

Amry contemplates the measurements and design for a moment, then begins sifting through different materials. She says to Kimnas, I wish he had been a little more specific, I dunno what to make of invisibility. After a few more minutes, she finds a very lightweight, black material. With a name like Shadow I assume he wants to blend. So... this. She digs in a drawer for a pencil and begins marking the seams. So... how have you been?

[Kimnas]

Kimnas smiled at Amry's quick moving hands to match her wit which was quite known in that town.

"Oh, I've been fine. A bit lonely. This town is quiet, eh? I tell ya! We need to have a battle or something because I think the members of the town are beginning to sleep too much, ya know?"

Kimnas pulled out his pipe and looked over at Amry.

"Mind if I take a puff in here or would you rather I didn't?"

[Amry]

Go ahead and smoke. I don't mind. But if someone comes in who does, I must ask that you put it out, all right? The seams done, she begins cutting out the pattern. A battle? ...Perhaps not that drastic. I'd think a wolf attack or a really bad snowstorm would be enough to wake these people up. It's pretty peaceful here... She pauses as she hits a snag in the cloth, and impatiently straightens it out. All it would take to cause a panic would be a bar fight.

So who do think that Shadow character is? Does he live here? He's rather... antisocial.

[Kimnas]

"Antisocial is the word! Man, I can hardly get a grunt out of him. Very quiet and keeping to himself. I wonder if he's a convict on the run? Or maybe a prince in disguise! Maybe he's trying to raise enough money so that he can have an established position so that he can marry the one he loves...maybe not."

Kimnas took a long puff and looked off into the distance with a small grin. Quickly snapping back into reality he said...

"But, if just a bar fight would get the people going I think we might be able to manage that. We could fake one. Me and you. Or, we could actually have one. I haven't been in a fight in a long time though, whaddya think?"

[Amry]

Amry laughs. Heh... a clever idea. Problem being you're a foot taller and twice as muscular as me. But, I suppose if you really went easy on me... it might be fun. I'll be stopping by there later today, if you choose to instigate some conflict.

The cloth slips off the table and she dives after it before the seams come undone. Slightly red in the face, she emerges from under the desk a moment later and sets the cloth back on the table. You know, I heard somewhere that Shadow is an assassin. Probably just bar talk, but you have to admit, an invisibility cloak goes a bit beyond mere antisocialness. Maybe there's some refugee king in town, or some wealthy lord's daughter, and he's been told to dispatch her and get her fortune... or I'm just being stupid and he came here to get away from the bustle of the city. A clock on the wall chimes loudly, making Amry jump. Closing time already! She glances at the cloth in front of her.

I'll work more on this tomorrow. Join me for a drink, Kimnas? Or possibly a fight?

[Kimnas]

Kimnas could not contain the massive smile that grew on his face.

"Well, my dear Amry, would you mind if we had both?"

Kimnas put his pipe up in his backsack (for it could not be properly called a backpack because it was not too much more than a sack with few side pockets and two straps going over the shoulders as usual. Backpack might imply more of a civilized look). When at the door Kimnas suddenly remembered that he needed to move some of the horse feed from the basement to Typhas' eating trof.

"Amry, I have to go do something but I will meet you at the bar! Sorry I can't walk with ya but maybe we will try the fight a little later, I will be there soon though."

Kimnas then turned tail and ran at a full sprint to his home which was not too much more than a mile from Amry's shop.

((Okay, I read in the Tavern and figured out that our fake fight probably wouldn't happen tonight. I had to run to my home to feed Typhas and also for an excuse for being late to the Tavern. I am going to go post at my home then run to the Tavern.))

[Amry]

((ok! Shadow, your cloak shall be finished after the dead guy is sorted out.... 'k?)

[shadow]

((haha, i wasnt actually expecting a REAL invisibility cloak to be honest... but there is NO WAY im turning it down :-D))

[Kimnas]

((LOL! Okay, stuff like this is going to hopefully be put in the RP Disc. thread in the future, but for now it's fine, just let's put it in that thread, if you get what I mean Thanks!))