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[ladyxnoxluck]

[Thumpathumpathumpathumpa...

What's that noise? A sewing machine, of course! Miranda's in the middle of a room, chairs and tables draped with reams of fabric and patterns rather haphazardly. But there seems to be some method in her maddness, as whatever she's working on at the moment starts to take shape into- well, something. Possibly a shirt. Or

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[fallenkeytotime]

[A sewing machine! Miranda knows that sound! She heads on over and up to other self with a smile. Lately she's been doing everything by hand.]

[ladyxnoxluck]

[Looking up from the machine] Ah, h-hello!

[fallenkeytotime]

S-Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I just heard the sound of the machine and got a little excited. I haven't been able to find one of these in this place.

[ladyxnoxluck]

Ah, r-really? H-have you tried the trick with th-the rooms?

[solo_insanity]

[Elbow on her shoulder, leaning against her back with a cup of coffee in one hand.]

I never realized it took that much fabric to make something.

[ladyxnoxluck]

[Startling a bit and looking up at him.]

W-well, it depends on wh-what you're making!

[solo_insanity]

[Doesn't react to the jolt. Continues to use her as an arm rest.]

And what are you making? Something not plaid I would hope.

[ladyxnoxluck]

[Shifting a bit and stubbornly continuing to work.]

Ah, n-no, I'm making a shirt right now... O-or the sleeves, at least.