17th Bloodski

[makemebreakfast]

[Arcueid has been trying so hard to build tractors. SHE KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT BUILDING TRACTORS! She sits in a veritable PILE of half put together tractors, most of said "tractors" are nothing more than scraps of metal set up like a teepee over the motor.]Um...your name was Dist, right? I'm supposed to build your tractors. How do I even do this

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[artwithknives]

You like beets?

[makemebreakfast]

I do now. They're only good with the vodka though.

Shiki...come help me. For the glory of the Union.

[She actually DOES sound kind of desperate here.]

[artwithknives]

Sure, sure. It's not like my job is actually possible to complete.

[makemebreakfast]

You aren't worried about what's gonna happen if you don't complete it?

I mean...I'm really not...but now I feel like I NEED to finish this. It's like...some obsessive need. Because they don't think I can do it.

[Does Arcueid sound like...she's already been drinking vodka?]

[artwithknives]

Like I said, I can't do it so I'm not going to worry about it anyway.

I'm coming, I'm coming so calm down.

[makemebreakfast]

Okay.

Hey, if you don't like beets...you can bring some and I'll eat them...I'm kind of hungry and I haven't gone back home in a while because of these tractors.

I'm out near the factory...in the tractor building...uh...warehouse.

[artwithknives]

...are you drunk?

[makemebreakfast]

Um...not really.

The only thing to drink other than nasty water is vodka though. And like I said...it's the only thing that makes the beets taste better.

[artwithknives]

You're drunk. I'll see you in a few minutes.

[makemebreakfast]

Okay. Bring some tools if you have some.

[artwithknives]

I don't have any.

[makemebreakfast]

Oh...well that's okay. You can still help.

[artwithknives]

...see you in a bit.

[lo and behold, he shows up]

[makemebreakfast]

[Arcueid is kneeling on the ground next to a half-eaten beet, a half-empty bottle of vodka...and PILES OF TRACTOR PARTS.]

[She gives Shiki a desperate gaze.]

I don't even know what I'm doing...

[artwithknives]

Too be honest, I don't know much about this either.

[makemebreakfast]

Oh....

[Arcueid stares at a set of plans for a long moment before picking up the bottle of vodka and her half-eaten beet.]

Want some?