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[sunnydalealum]

It's early January, and warm for this time of year in these latitudes.

Wells is inside the building, in one of the interminable Council meetings.

Spoon is outdoors, which is probably better for everyone.

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[there-is-a-me.livejournal.com]

Shite. "Warn you, she's a handful. Got her a set of wristblades of her very own, and even though she's not allowed to pop them she likes to wear them regular. Getting her own warhorse, too. Very small horse, sort of yellow, but fully trained."

When in doubt, babble about your kid.

[sunnydalealum]

"Wristblades?"

Jordie straightens a little, no longer leaning on him.

"Like what you used on the first guard, when we were starting?"

[there-is-a-me.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Spoon says, nodding enthusiastically, "Exactly like, although hers are dull. She is only six. Planning on making some for those of you girls interested in such things, if the Council lets me. Actually, planning on making anything I've got available if the Council lets me."

[sunnydalealum]

"They looked hard to handle," she says, with a speculative look in her eyes.

[there-is-a-me.livejournal.com]

"They take some learning, that's for damn sure...measure your arm for me, and I'll bring you a set next time I come. Need the diameter of your arm near the elbow, half-way to the wrist, and at the wrist. Also length from elbow to wrist."

This is so much more comfortable.