About That Statue

[dontasktrix]

WHO: Slipstream dontasktrix and Toph Bei Fong vision_in_stone [Closed]
WHAT: Slipstream is visiting Toph, regarding the statue she previously ordered
WHERE: Zone 4, Toph's place, inside an old warehouse
WHEN: Roughly present time, well after events of their previous log thread.
WARNINGS/NOTES: Probably just snark.

Comments

bleah I am the latest

[vision_in_stone]

Toph had indeed noticed the femme's approach, and was already moving toward the doors when the tap came, pausing for a moment to turn on the lights. It was only polite for her to let guests see, after all. She got them open a moment later and grinned up in her general direction.

"Hey, Slipstream. Come see what you think."

:)

[dontasktrix]

"Don't mind if I do," Slipstream said casually, as she stepped inside. She could see the interior fairly well, between the lighting and her imaging systems.

"There's a little something here for you." She set down the basket of human foodstuffs. The pantry items were such canned, jarred or dry goods that they did not spoil quickly. "Don't know if it's what you're used to, but it is for humans." The foods were English, apparently, like custard, mustard, preserves, biscuits. Slipstream had won the basket in a raffle and had no use for the stuff, other than to buy good will from others.

[vision_in_stone]

The girl paused in surprise, as if trying to decide whether to take offense or take the present, then smiled a bit awkwardly.

"...Hey, thanks. Finding food around here's harder than I woulda thought it would be."

Now she'd just have to figure out how to open things like jars and do something with the...dry goods. Heh.

"So, uh. It's over here," she made a gesture, turning that way to lead Slipstream over to the very impressive statue. There may have been a few details that needed fixing, but overall it was an extremely good likeness. "What do you think?"

[dontasktrix]

Slipstream made a non-committal chirp at the thanks, and went to the statue. She walked slowly around to view all surfaces. "Is that what I look like from behind?"

Slipstream twisted, trying to view as much of her rear as possible, but the placement of her wings obstructed her view.

Returning to study of the Statue, Slipstream leaned in to make a close observation of the statue's face. "This bit here might protrude a bit much." She touched the tips of her talons to the lower edge of her helm, where is was shaped to drop between her optics. She then tapped at the same part of the statue; it had slightly more dimension, as if there might be a small nose.