LIBBS
She hopped, excited, her eyes lighting up with sparks of hope and perhaps the brimming glimmers of anticipation. In that, she nodded carefully, her eyes would follow and as he acknowledged her, she would quickly shake her head and follow behind like a nervous little puppy. As he guided her, Libbs took study of where she was being led, pulling key landmarks and items- an umbrella rack. A particularly cluttered stall with some unusual colored liquids spattered and bottled across it. A large deer's head in the process of taxidermy.
On some level, it was actually quite amazing the level of creativity and versatility existed in one location. Every table was a chaotic cornucopia of thoughts and ideas threatening to ignite into something. A possibility in every wing that she could see; from paint to carpentry. Something glowed a little bit, curious and bright as she looked down at her toolwrap. Perhaps..
And then- there they were.
Although the purpose or quality probably was nowhere near similar to hers, that was definitely a screwdriver. Libbs let out an uncontrollable squeak of delight and charged forward, placing the screwdriver next to the others, and comparing them. Different yes, but definitely a screwdriver! She bounced on the tips of her toes, haphazardly tossing open the rest of the toolwrap. Because, surely, people would keep like things together right? It made sense. It was a toolset after all..
And in quick movements, she sorted them. And in that process, she was able to connect some dots. Yes some were labeled, but others were coming to her as she held them. "A.. and this must be a wrench! YES!" She clapped excitedly, stumbling backwards as she lost balance briefly in her joy. "Thank you! Thank you Deimos! I.. I know it doesn't make much sense but I am SO GRATEFUL THANK YOU." she chirped, twirling around in joy.
On some level, it was actually quite amazing the level of creativity and versatility existed in one location. Every table was a chaotic cornucopia of thoughts and ideas threatening to ignite into something. A possibility in every wing that she could see; from paint to carpentry. Something glowed a little bit, curious and bright as she looked down at her toolwrap. Perhaps..
And then- there they were.
Although the purpose or quality probably was nowhere near similar to hers, that was definitely a screwdriver. Libbs let out an uncontrollable squeak of delight and charged forward, placing the screwdriver next to the others, and comparing them. Different yes, but definitely a screwdriver! She bounced on the tips of her toes, haphazardly tossing open the rest of the toolwrap. Because, surely, people would keep like things together right? It made sense. It was a toolset after all..
And in quick movements, she sorted them. And in that process, she was able to connect some dots. Yes some were labeled, but others were coming to her as she held them. "A.. and this must be a wrench! YES!" She clapped excitedly, stumbling backwards as she lost balance briefly in her joy. "Thank you! Thank you Deimos! I.. I know it doesn't make much sense but I am SO GRATEFUL THANK YOU." she chirped, twirling around in joy.
let's run off to costa rica
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
