Four Rose Petals Fall - [Voice | Action - Backdated to the 8th]
[The day finds Dist outside House One in the shade, back leaned up against one side of the house. He's without his usual collared coat, and the red undershirt he wore had its sleeves rolled up as well. Scattered around Dist's feet are about a dozen small, simple toys that he created. Much of them were just little wind-up dolls made to look like fonbots and even a cheagle or two. There were others, however, that were a little more detailed - much like a miniature model of his Kaiser Dist that actually flew for a few seconds when wound up and released, and an ornate music box that opened up like a blossoming flower, and played a gentle melody.
Dist had suddenly just gotten the urge to pick up loose metals and gears at the shops while out, and came back home to immediately start working. He had wanted to try and recreate his beautiful assault mechs or his flying chair, but that was out of the question with the lack of proper materials, and fonons, here in Luceti. Right now, he was finishing up a little wind-up rappig that walked and twitched its nose. Putting it amongst the others, Dist wipes his face with the back of his hand and picks up his journal.]
Ah, w-would anyone like a small, simple toy? I've had a sudden...urge to build things, and this is all I can manage with the limited technology available here. Obviously, a grown man like myself has no use for child's toys, so if you want one, speak up or arrive to House One immediately. I won't wait all day in this atrocious heat.
...I can custom make something if I think you deserve it as well. I'm not running a charity for unruly urchins!
Dist had suddenly just gotten the urge to pick up loose metals and gears at the shops while out, and came back home to immediately start working. He had wanted to try and recreate his beautiful assault mechs or his flying chair, but that was out of the question with the lack of proper materials, and fonons, here in Luceti. Right now, he was finishing up a little wind-up rappig that walked and twitched its nose. Putting it amongst the others, Dist wipes his face with the back of his hand and picks up his journal.]
Ah, w-would anyone like a small, simple toy? I've had a sudden...urge to build things, and this is all I can manage with the limited technology available here. Obviously, a grown man like myself has no use for child's toys, so if you want one, speak up or arrive to House One immediately. I won't wait all day in this atrocious heat.
...I can custom make something if I think you deserve it as well. I'm not running a charity for unruly urchins!