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[purple_pliers]

[In an oh-so-convenient and furthermore public clearing, Violet is training. Her punches and stance are good. Her kicks are sub par. More importantly, she looks like she's fairly absorbed in what she's doing. In other words, this is a good time to bother her.]

((OOC: Making dinner! Back in a couple hours for sure. Back now! Might be slow.))

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[misternotgrace]

[your Daddy is patrolling nearby. He's just on his way through. Not lurking, really.]

[purple_pliers]

[I see you there]

Hello, father.

[misternotgrace]

[<3~]

Hello, Violet. Doing some training?

[purple_pliers]

Yes. I seem to have acquired an audience, though...

[misternotgrace]

It happens. Had several people show up when Ashes and I were building a table at the mess hall last night. You'd've thought something interesting was happening.

[purple_pliers]

You were building a table? How did it go?

[misternotgrace]

Pretty well, actually. At least now we've got a place to eat, rather than sitting on the beds all the time and getting crumbs all over the place.

The chairs are going to be a bit trickier, though.

[purple_pliers]

Oh, good.

Do you need a hand?

[misternotgrace]

If you have some free time later we could use the help. You probably could design some chairs that won't fall apart when someone tries to sit on them.

[purple_pliers]

Of course I can!

[misternotgrace]

[nods] sounds like a plan then.

Didn't mean to interrupt your training.

[purple_pliers]

You didn't. I said hello. And anyway, I'm doing it wrong.

[misternotgrace]

[scratches his head] Don't know much about martial arts, myself. More used to the kind of fights that happen in bars and dark alleyways.

[purple_pliers]

...that could be useful, too.

[misternotgrace]

Kept me alive over the years, so 'd have to agree.

Could teach you a few things, if you like. Might be useful, like you said.

[purple_pliers]

Yes, please.