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POSTED: Wed Aug 19, 2015 10:19 pm

D'Neville Maintenance: The Storage room has shelves -- but does it have enough? You might try some wall-hangings or other methods of constructing items storage. Organizing the storage room might also be useful!

keep screaming 'til they hear you out
[ 352 ] » Not sure if anyone has done this one yet, so here goes~ :3 AW for two max please!

A soundless huff escaped flared nostrils as molten gold surveyed the scene, slender arms rising to cross indignantly over her chest as a displeased frown spread across her normally calm and cool features. The storeroom was a mess, which was strange given how meticulous Harosheth was with keeping everything neat and tidy, but as of late the looming thought of war had everyone focusing their efforts on far more important things like learning, training, scouting, and patrolling. Keeping the storeroom neat and tidy seemed far from everyone else's mind, and usually it wasn't even something that came to the wild huntress's thoughts, but lately every time she passed the room by she couldn't help but glance inside and get annoyed by the utter disarray that had befallen the usually pristine chamber.

Stepping further inside the desert flame leaned down and scooped up a discarded quarterstaff from the floor nearest the door. She suspected someone had left it leaning against the wall and it had fallen on its own, or someone else knocked it down by accident; either way it was now in the way and she would have stepped on it if she wasn't being careful. All over the place the room was littered with weapons, tools, and other gear that had been borrowed for training and practice and then put back either near where it came from or somewhere else entirely. Huffing again, she slipped the staff back into the barrel where it came from and plucked a nicely made bow from another part of the room, her gaze panning the scene to find its place amid the clutter.

She got to work first on the weapons, putting bows with bows, staves with staves, swords with swords, and so on until at least all the pointy and dangerous things were all in their proper place. Looking around again, there was still much to do, far much more than one coyjack could do, and at the thought of spending the rest of the day cooped up in the storeroom she couldn't help but release one more much more audible huff of frustration.

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POSTED: Sun Aug 23, 2015 11:32 am

Word Count → 392 :: Out of Character text

The menacing battle had sparked some ruckus on the infernian's daily life. Everybody was preoccupied with training either their fighting skills or their healing ones. Even Maddox wasn't seen as often in the kitchen as she used to be. However, Kasia also had important things to do. Since her trip from Halifax, she had put all that metal to use, and had spent a lot of her time crafting weaponry, leather protections for Optime forms, and some other small artifacts. This gave her a feeling of usefulness because, even though she had been training along her clanmates, she knew she would be much more useful behind the scenes.

That day had been a productive one. She had finished forging a couple of daggers, which she was ready to add to the existing stock. She packed the weapons on her backpack and parted towards the mansion. Who would guess, there was something boiling in the pack's borders. everything looked calm, the green of the forest giving the enviroment a peaceful demeanor. Kasia took her time whilst going back to the mansion. She wondered what would happen had she been forced into a physical confrontation. She wondered whether she would be of help, or just a hindrance. Either way, there was just one way of knowing it.

Back inside the mansion, her feet carried her in the direction of the storage room. Ahand caressed her nape, feeling long tangles of hair curl around her fingers. She'd need to cut it soon, if she didn't want it to become a problem. That same hand went forward to push the door, which was already opened, indicating that somebody else was there already. She wasn't wrong, for just hen she put a foot inside the room, she saw the golden tones of another infernian pace around the place, seemingly trying to tidy it up a bit. And it surely needed that attention. With everybody focusing on the battle, little had been done to put some order inside the mansion. Well, since she had not much to do right now, she could lend a hand. "Hey, need help with something?" She asked, eyeing the female before her, trying to find a hint of familiarity on her. She had seen her before, but hadn't known her name yet. Well, she was just another clanmate she could get to meet.


POSTED: Wed Aug 26, 2015 12:16 am

keep screaming 'til they hear you out
[ 332 ] » Hey~ thanks for replying c:

Oversize ears gave an evident twitch to the sound of footfall as it came down the hall and eventually crossed the threshold into the storage room. A scent soon joined the sound and it was not long before a voice came forth as well, but none of those things seemed to draw molten gold away from the task at hand. With the weapons in their proper place the wild huntress then tasked herself with putting the various tools away, and with a large signal horn in her hand she was contemplating giving the thing a quick test before putting it away. She knew it would no doubt cause quite a stir as such a thing was usually used to herald the start of something serious like an attack, but the way it looked, all dusty from lack of use, she couldn't help but want to hear how it sounded – if it made any sound at all.

Thankfully the resonance of another moving around behind her finally snapped her from her reverie before she could do something incredibly stupid and the false goddess slowly turned around to see who it was, her fiery gaze rising to settle upon the face of the other as a small smile eased to her maw. "Oh, hello." She greeted somewhat curtly, her gaze falling back to the horn for a moment as she pondered where to put it. "I'd love some help putting order to this chaos."

She spun back around as the realization hit her and sidestepped toward a large bookshelf where she reached up and set the horn down at the very top, giving it a place where it would be easy to spot should it ever be needed. Looking back at her fellow Infernian once again, she dropped her hands upon the large table at the center of the room and leaned against them with a somewhat exasperated sigh despite her lingering little smile. "Seems like everything just flew off the shelves in here."

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