It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
Flashing the blacksmith a smile, the General nods. “Thanks, Annika.”
Wessex has little metalworking experience, but does know enough to be able to dictate where the seams should be. It’s somewhat obvious, too, so she just nods and lets their sibling do their thing as the apparatus extends far enough to keep their fluid stable, and then… heats up, she assumes, because its pressed to the top first, melting the rod and the sheet together, Then the outer seam of the sheet is soldered, then the inner seam.
“Just one more thing,” Annika offers, and flexes her hand, partially withdrawing the soldering iron and extending something else that looks like it will produce a flame, as well as putting a glove on the other hand. “You’re doing to want a ball or prongs or something at the top.” Looking around at Wessex and Nikolai, she raises a brow, asking them if they have anything of the sort.
Wessex has little metalworking experience, but does know enough to be able to dictate where the seams should be. It’s somewhat obvious, too, so she just nods and lets their sibling do their thing as the apparatus extends far enough to keep their fluid stable, and then… heats up, she assumes, because its pressed to the top first, melting the rod and the sheet together, Then the outer seam of the sheet is soldered, then the inner seam.
“Just one more thing,” Annika offers, and flexes her hand, partially withdrawing the soldering iron and extending something else that looks like it will produce a flame, as well as putting a glove on the other hand. “You’re doing to want a ball or prongs or something at the top.” Looking around at Wessex and Nikolai, she raises a brow, asking them if they have anything of the sort.
