Eleven

[pendantry]

There's nobody here to make weapons.

[Blunt, void of feeling, and crisp. She doesn't even drum her fingers on the counter beside the open book.]

Winry's gone too.

[One more dart.]

If you want to work here, there's room.

[As long as you leave her alone and don't ask about interviews.]

--

[Those interested in purchasing her wares, picking up things they asked for, or unpleasant conversation with Raven the eternally grumpy, can find her in the smithy in the morning through midafternoon, and then in the cafe, trying and failing to sort out what she's supposed to do with an art club it pains her to attend.]

Comments

[action]

[pendantry]

Oh.

[Raven really did not grasp her point and she feels kind of bad about it, seeing how visible Asami's disappointment is. Her shoulders drop and the wings respond in kind.

Still. It's better if they all stay away from her.]

Yes, I guess so.

[action]

[tokennonbender]

[Asami isn't sure what to say now, and after a moment she stands up and manages something of a smile.]

I'll...be in the back if you need me, alright?

[action]

[pendantry]

Mmh.

[As she nods, she closes her eyes. She never manages to quite hide the pain in them, and she has a feeling looking away wouldn't work on Asami.]

I'll be here.