"Oh yeah?" Tal perked up a bit at hearing that Liam was familiar with the floating city. Well, it hadn't been floating when Liam had lived there, and that thought gave Tal pause. "Huh... guess it's changed a lot since th'War, huh?" He'd barely been there before the War. Only a few times, mostly making deliveries to Ronin in the barracks. "Did y'ever meet th'Super Nova? Er, I guess he was the Huntsman back then..." Or was it the Dark Star? Or the Fallen Star? The man collected sobriquets like some people collected rocks or shells.
Settling in to get to work, Tal kept one eye on his dragon and the other on the plans as he began to roughly assemble his wood and metal. His hands moved deftly, used to working both materials from his sled-building days, and the diagrams weren't too difficult to follow. The frame started to come together under his fingers, glue and clamps supported by small screws and nails keeping it all in shape. "Yeah? What was it like, bein' a Dragoon?" An eager question from the socially awkward younger man as he shot a glance at the Liam that was partly surprised and cautiously admiring.
Boreal took the opportunity to filch a length of metal from his pile, bracing it between her talons and giving it a cautiously contemplative nibble.
Settling in to get to work, Tal kept one eye on his dragon and the other on the plans as he began to roughly assemble his wood and metal. His hands moved deftly, used to working both materials from his sled-building days, and the diagrams weren't too difficult to follow. The frame started to come together under his fingers, glue and clamps supported by small screws and nails keeping it all in shape. "Yeah? What was it like, bein' a Dragoon?" An eager question from the socially awkward younger man as he shot a glance at the Liam that was partly surprised and cautiously admiring.
Boreal took the opportunity to filch a length of metal from his pile, bracing it between her talons and giving it a cautiously contemplative nibble.
