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.]

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[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]

I don't know. I've never tried.

[Sokka was in charge of anything large that he needed; Raven has so few customers that it doesn't matter if things are in short supply.]

[ Action ]

[generalflirt]

Do you want me to try that sometime? I've got a ton of points, and if it's something which'll be useful to me anyway, I could try.

[ Action ]

[pendantry]

If you want to.

[His other option is coming to her with a request and finding she doesn't have the necessary materials, which would be embarrassing and frustrating for both of them...but Raven refuses to ask for favors. At least, until they get a message board.]

[ Action ]

[generalflirt]

I figure it might be worth trying!

[ And he bounces on his heels now, considering... And he spreads his arms wide. ]

So, do you have a catalogue?