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[nitro_is_ace]

Ace is humming.

Ace is humming off key and softly enough that she probably can't be heard from too far away, in a distracted fashion that suggests that she doesn't consciously realize she is humming, which is too bad, because if she did, she'd stop. She is also happily (and tunelessly) connecting wiring from one random metal stud to another in

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[forge_fire]

Someone a few booths down gives a nod, a wave, and a tip of his non-existant hat.

[nitro_is_ace]

On one hand... he's a god. Ace has had Bad Experiences with gods and tends to not put her guard down.

On the other hand... he got them out of that hospital. And he (indirectly) gave her the shiny gun of Much Fun.

...

And now Ace is out of hands.

She settles for a nod, a wave (with wire strippers in hand) and a somewhat obvious look at one of her table's unoccupied chairs.

[forge_fire]

He quirks his lips, picks up his cat's tail clockwork that he's been working on, and hobbles over before taking the seat across from her.

Then he offers a small basket of roasted chesnuts by nudging it in her direction.

[nitro_is_ace]

Ace feels that this was a wise decision on her part - any god that brings good food rather than demands it can't be all bad. She takes one of the offered chestnuts, peeling off the blackened husk and popping the yummy warm treat in her mouth.

"Ta." She says, around a mouthful of chestnut, "New toy?"

More importantly, does it make a wonderful Ommmmmmmmminous Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?

[creator_raven]

Raven steals a samosa (or maybe two) as he drops into a seat next to Ace.

He looks very smug.

This is not a surprise.

"You are for building more explosives, Ace?"

Not that this is a surprise, either.

Not really.

[nitro_is_ace]

"Do ursine species have unsanitary habits in forested areas? Don't answer that." Ace grins at Raven, notes the decreased number of samosas, and wonders why she never bothered to finish those. She was hungry when she got them...

[creator_raven]

Raven could regurgitate them into her mouth, but she probably wouldn't like that.

Neither would he.

Losing food is not his favorite pastime.

Still.

"They are, I think, very clean. Mostly."

He considers this.

"Also tasty. So."

[nitro_is_ace]

"I am so not askin' for clarification on that one." Ace snorts, pulling a face at her crazy brother. "Puts a new spin on 'shit-eatin' grin' though."

[kittehnpip]

There's something big and block lurching toward Ace. It looks rather like a robot made of junkyard rubbish (only rather taller than the one in the linked picture).

"DO U HAS PIE 4 MEKANOCAT?"

[nitro_is_ace]

"..." Ace says at what looks very much like the junkyard cousin of all those other robots running around here. The very clunky junkyard cousin.

"Mechanowhatnow?" Ace repeats, giving the contraption as a whole a very dubious look.

[kittehnpip]

"MEKANOCAT!" it bellows (albeit in a high-pitched childlike voice). "MEKANOCAT IZ TEH CAT OV TEH FUTUR!"

[nitro_is_ace]

"No, I am." Ace replies with perfect honesty and quite a lot of confusion. "One of them, anyway. Variation thereof, an' so on an' so forth."

[a1enzo]

Incoming hyperactive green kid!

"Ooh, whatcha makin'? Is it a weapon or a media player or a toy or a communicator? Hey, cocoa!"

[nitro_is_ace]

"Yes, no, yes, yes, an' not yours." Ace replies in an equally rapid-fire method. The green doesn't phase her too much - some of her best friends are Trees.

[a1enzo]

"I couldn't drink it anyway, I can't drink matter. It's a weapon and a toy? Cool! What's it do? Dot always useta say 'That's not a toy!' 'bout anything dangerous, but she can't do that anymore."

[nitro_is_ace]

Ace has a very, very strict rule about teaching kids about boom:

She won't.

It doesn't matter if the kid in question is an uber-genius or green or whatever. She still won't teach kids about boom.

"Lots of toys are dangerous. The ones with lead paint, for example - bloody lethal, those are."

Ace has no such rule about swearing in front of kids.