[Hunter Dennehey] So, I had this idea...
Who: Hunter Dennehey
Where: Down by the docks.
When: Monday, May 1, mid-morning.
Invited: Kirsten, and anyone else that cares to jump in.
Status: Complete ( Read more... )
Where: Down by the docks.
When: Monday, May 1, mid-morning.
Invited: Kirsten, and anyone else that cares to jump in.
Status: Complete ( Read more... )
Kirsten couldn't help but laugh. It was the age-old problem. Be 'good' at what you do and you get more work. Still, she didn't mind. It'd be something else under her belt. 'The boys' could work on the schooner when she was working out the plans for the carts. Then, when they were tired of their back-breaking work, she could set them on whittling more wooden toys for barter, and for the fair coming up.
"Don't need to keep the drafts. Borrowing them would be nice. That, and a cute, strong, silent type.. or loud, I'm not picky, to help drive them," the shipwright grinned. "But, yes... talk to him, please? You get out a little more than I do." She ran fingers through her hair. "But, I'm going to have to go into town soon and get some of this hair cut off. Tired of pony-tails."
Kirst looked to Teyla, the smile still playing easily on her face. "I'm kidding. Dog's are fine. A great way to start a conversation.. usually filled with apologies when the dog jumps up on someone, or digging in the flower bed. But, 'they say', that anyone who doesn't like animals is not someone you want to be around. Something about a person's personality-- that 'protecting and caring' about the weak and defenseless."
She snapped her fingers quickly as her train of thought shifted completely to a different track, and she pointed at Hunter. "Oh! I have sawdust and shavings, whenever you want it. I'll have Geoff drop it off at the end of the day."
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Her head canted, now. Business concluded, for all intents and purposes, there wasn't a lot of point in sticking around, getting under foot. But she was somewhat curious. "So. Teyla... what is it you do?" The woman had said something about being a 'pack mule', which suggested she did a certain amount of traveling -- perhaps even through the gate, though Hunter hadn't heard about there being a lot of that, lately.
In any case, Hunter liked the idea of broadening her contact base. She wasn't content to rely upon the colony authority to take care of her, really.
Funny, that.
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