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[mechanicalswans]

There seems to be something about forge gods and women, thinks Weyland as he returns to the bar. Some inability to connect--if the creative force is associated with women, but made more masculine by the nature of forgework, it may simply not be possible to unite it in that way. Or maybe it's a more practical matter--great art is not made by happy

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[7twistedwishes]

And he now has an add-on in the form and shape of a Devil.

From where she came? No clue. But she is there, in his arms, and kissing him.

[mechanicalswans]

Now that is a greeting.

A welcome one, at that.

"...it's good to see you too," he murmurs, after a moment.

[7twistedwishes]

"I missed you." Her tone is low, sounding almost vulnerable., but she is comfortingly warm in Weyland's embrace.

She missed him, a lot.

More she imagined she would ever miss someone.

[mechanicalswans]

"I missed you too, my little one," he says, giving her a gentle squeeze. "It's been quite a while, hasn't it? It feels like a long time, to me."

He can't even guess how long it has been. Months, maybe?

[missginnytonic]

"Hello"

[mechanicalswans]

"Hello again," he says with a polite nod, collecting a beer from the bar. "I hope you've been well?"

[missginnytonic]

"Yes, I have what about you?"

[mechanicalswans]

"No complaints," he says. "I've been keeping busy, which is the important thing. Can't go without working for too long, I get bored."

[coreenfennel]

Coreen is sitting at a table with her feet propped up, covered in dirt and who knows what else. She's working on some tweakage of her potato launcher.

A few screws later, she sets it down for a minute to get a drink of Icee.

[mechanicalswans]

The potato launcher catches his attention.

He fetches himself a beer and approaches her table, to study the machine from up close.

[coreenfennel]

She looks up.

"Weyland. Meet the love-child of you and demon magic working through me."

Inspiration+Evil-CokeZeroEvil=Potato Launcher.

[mechanicalswans]

"Oh," he says, taking a step back. "My love children are notoriously rebellious and hard to control. How afraid should I be?"