Hammers and Fire~ [Open Thread]

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Characters: Refia and anyone who wants to meet her
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Refia has a new job - who wants to meet her/distract her/torment her?
Location: Lindblum
Date: February 1804
Warnings: Pssshhhh

Refia was wrapped in an oversized leather apron, since there wasn't one in her size, to protect her clothing and some of her body from the heat of the fire, hair tied back out of her face, attempting to figure this out. Wade had given her a pair of old daggers and told her to make them into a double-bladed pole arm - and while she could do that in the more traditional "smith" way, she wasn't entirely sure yet how to do that with synthesis. It was partially smithing, but partially magic, and she'd yet to figure out what the magic was, since it was nothing like she'd ever seen before.

The bell on the door rang, making her look up quickly and then back to the forge. "Just a minute!" She was also taking care of customers today, so she gave one last pump to the bellows to fuel the fire before turning back to the door and pulling off her heavy gloves. "Yes? Can I help you?"

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Letting out a light chuckle, Aerith had to agree with the girl's words since many of her friends have a tendency to leap before they look. Fondly thinking about all the days they spent chasing after Sephiroth, the flower girl had to wonder if life here on this Gaia was going to be different than their Gaia. "Hopefully I won't have any real need for that fancy flute in the future." She said with a slightly wistful sigh.

"I honestly hate it when my friends get hurt, especially on my behalf. They act like such 'tough guys' but they aren't." Trying to shake off that slightly morose thought out of her mind, Aerith offered Refia another bright smile.

“No, actually. So, feel free to take your time! I'm not in a hurry.”