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[galexiux]

  She had to admit, she had no idea how long leather working took. She couldn't see very well in her old form and she didn't exactly have hands in this new one, so she never bothered to learn it. So... was Nui done? Would it take another month? A year? She didn't know. But she figured at least checking would be a smart idea.

  The crow swooped onto the wooden deck of Nui's cabin. She rolled a talon up, gently rapping her knuckles on the door. She felt no need to use her voice. Nui could clearly see who she was if she opened the door. No need to scream and shout.

[member=1463]NUI HARIME[/member]

"SPEECH"

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[NUI HARIME]

ASPIRING FIRES !

nui harime — female — polarheart — eaglehunter — hard physicality

when balled talons rap against her door frame like a silent whisper, nui is quick to approach. how could she miss it, after all.

she still hasn't forgotten cry's order, sitting amongst her working table. brand new leather smelling of freshness. padded and carefully tailored, it's outlined seams pinned by small little metal knobs and string. light enough to fly in. padded and comfortable enough to wear.

"helloooo!" her sing-song voice shines like the summer's sun. it's disturbing how her demeanor never seems to shift; the iceberg's surface carved into a shallow little cheerfulness that failed to budge.
her single good eye swings upon cry, sapphire eye shining and carefully assessing the crow. there was no other potential reason for the avian to be upon her doorstep in this moment, save for only one thing she could think of.

"oh! cry, i believe? you must have stopped around for you armor, and i'm proud to say that it's done," even for leather, it had been unsurprisingly simple to make. her skill in craft was exceptional, and her delivery to cry had only been hindered by the tailor's decision in modifying the armor with adjustable straps. but cry had no use for such things. it would only serve to further complicate the armor, and the avian's measurements had been taken accurately either way.

she turned away, flicking her elegantly styled tail. "come inside and see for yourself!"

#psychosocial.

[galexiux]

  Cry puffed up at Nui opening the door so quickly, her face scrunching up. Wow. That took. No time at all. She slowly blinked, trying to clear her thoughts. Hello, Nui, She finally spoke, still slightly in a daze, It's good to see you.

  She shook her head, resetting her mind before staring back up at the cat. Yes, ultimately she was here for her order. She was about to speak before Nui called her inside, rushing in herself. The crow blinked before opening her wings, flying in after the cat. She swooped down and landed on a nearby table, tilting her head. She was eager to see the results herself.

"SPEECH"

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NUI HARIME
FEMALE
SNOWBOUND
POLARHEART!

silent paws pad to the table, following cry as she leans forward, sliding her frontal body onto the table's roof. there the armor sits, studded with a tiny metal to fasten the corners into all the right places.

"here's your armor as requested. nicely padded and all. if you want your armor to remain nice and strong, i suggest caring for it by wiping it down once a week or so with a damp cloth, and keep it out of the sun," leather, like other materials, needed care to ensure that it did not go bad, or grow weak with age. but thankfully, leather was sturdy enough that it did not constantly needed to be tended to. "you don't need to worry about that too much though. what do you think?"

[galexiux]

  Cry blinked, scanning the dark leather over with her milky white eyes. She took a short hop over the table, running her talon's knuckles over the fabric. She reached down, picking up one of the various corners with her beak before throwing the armor over her back. With some tight squeezes, uncomfortable positions, and muttered curses, she managed to get her wings through the designated holes. That would take some... getting used to. She huffed, reaching down and clicking the pieces together with her beak.

  The crow took a step back, opening up her wings. It was clingy and itchy due to her feathers rubbing together, but it was safe. Armor wasn't made to be comfortable, after all. She twisted her neck around, staring at the careful build of the leather. Welp. It was exactly what she thought it would be. She appreciated the color, though. She closed her wings again, staring up at Nui. Thank you. she said simply. She never was one for words.

"SPEECH"

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