Moving in

[arlenarkenstone]

Arlen has found a suitable room in the labs and he has found a lot of equipment but what he needs isn't all in the room. Some of it is in pieces or needing repair or to be pulled out from under other things and it is all just too much. The room he has decided on is huge and it has the biggest stuff in it already. It looks like it's more of a metal forge then a laboratory but he will need the furnaces for glass. After making a partial list and giving that to Aloysius he tries to start on getting set up.

He has to be very very careful. His hands are stronger then they look but they're also vulnerable in ways flesh isn't. If a normal person slips and whacks their arm on any of this equipment, they'll be bruised. He could crack, and bleed, or worse.

After a couple of hours of moving everything he safely can he sits down and just gives up for a minute. He has wrapped rags around his arms and the glass of his hands is still a little scratched. He aches. Arlen can't remember his hands ever aching like this, usually they barely feel at all. It worries him.

There is so much work ahead, and he can't even set up what he needs to do it.

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Re: THNMY

[courtneycrumrin.livejournal.com]

"I thought about messaging you by PINpoint, but I thought you might be busy. Surprise?" She smiles innocently. "Here, have a drink, you look thirsty." She opens the cooler invitingly.

Arlen may not want one of these drinks. They're cold!

Re: THNMY

[name-of-thorn.livejournal.com]

"Um. 'lo. Courtney said ye needed an assistant, and 've been looking for work. Um..." Thorn nudges back his hood, and looks about for seats. The place certainly is a mess, but he once kept a mansion clean. He will allow Arlen and Courtney first pick of things, both to be polite and because he is distracted taking in the grand expanse of the room and the strange objects that clutter it.

Re: THNMY

[arlenarkenstone.livejournal.com]

Arlen is definitely thirsty so he reaches in and takes a drink, and then pulls back a little and frowns. Cold drinks are mostly not a problem in his world, because there's nowhere for anyone to get ice, except in winter, and then nobody wants it. "Oh. Ah. Thank you." He tries again and takes a drink very carefully and tries to get it open while touching it as little as possible. This might not work.

"I am in need of one, yes. I had not anticipated needing help setting up, but my hands make things difficult at times." Thorn can look around all he wants, Arlen doesn't care. As long as he doesn't start pulling on important things.

Re: THNMY

[courtneycrumrin.livejournal.com]

Courtney notes Arlen's hesitation. "Uh...do you need help with that? I could open it for you..." It hadn't occurred to her that the ice would be a problem. She could heat it up for him, but to offer it might seem a little awkward. Aloysius has told her about the gold blood, but she's not sure Arlen knows she knows.

"I've done all the studying today I really needed to, so I can help, too. I'm not as strong as Thorn, but I'm tougher than I look." She strikes a pose, flexing her bicep. It's not all that impressive. "But we should eat first. The pizza will get cold otherwise."

Re: THNMY

[name-of-thorn.livejournal.com]

"Um. Never set up a lab before, but I used to do unloading 'n cleaning at the pub." Thorn shifts a few odds and ends around, carefully, until there is proper seating for all three of them. He settles beside Courtney, but will allow her and Arlen to start in on the pizza first. "I'll do near anything ye ask sir, and I'm good with me hands." He takes a lemonade from the cooler, opening it easily with gloved hands.