Halloween II, for Ilsa and Nall.

[velesdonnersen]

[Tarvek has been busy-busy-busy making costumes.  He's got one for Ilsa, a beautiful knight's armor, weapons and accessories for Nall, and he's working on his own costume, chuckling over the details.]

[The house is now occupied once more by drones and Tarvek, and he's taken advantage to convert every bit of space he can reasonably ransack to his work, but the main costume shop is in the garage.  He's taken over the drone Betty-Luka's sewing machine, her iron and ironing board, he's usurped her laundry area.  He's got dummies he's constructed all over the place.

Today he's sitting cross-legged on his own workbench, tailor-fashion, as he carefully creates the graceful curve of a coat lapel for himself.]

[He's expecting Ilsa, and possibly Nall to come on over and see what he's up to.]

Comments

[catslooklikeme.livejournal.com]

Wow... [Nall is dumbfounded. This sword would be worthy of a Dragonmaster... And you clearly put a lot of thought into making it for him in specific.]

Could... could I keep these? They're awesome... I'd find a way to pay you back for them...

[velesdonnersen.livejournal.com]

Of course you can keep them, idiot! [Goofy smile] I made them for you, after all -- no repayment needed.

Welllllll....[He's born and trained sneaky and used to dealing the deal. He can't help it. He does give with true generosity, but he's not against storing up favors.]

Well, perhaps if I need help someday, you'll remember this, eh? And in the meantime, maybe help me with a *little* favor?

[catslooklikeme.livejournal.com]

[Nall gives you a blank stare for a moment before grinning, chuckling and giving you a pat on the back.]

Now you're being an idiot. You know I'd help you with whatever you need whenever, Tarvek. Although I sure will remember this for a loooong time. [EQUIPMENT. IS. AWESOME.]

What can I do for ya?