05-07-2019, 09:58 AM
[font=trebuchet ms]Rin had known someone, a long time ago, who could knit sweaters.
She hadn't paid much attention to the craft at the time, and she was beginning to wish she had. Though she might still have forgotten even if she did learn back then, it was yet another part of her old life she wished she had savored- or, even better, protected.
Still, she might be able to earn it back. That was the one thought keeping her going, that maybe she could fix some small part of the damage she had caused.
Before her lay some scraps of cloth, some thread, and a sewing needle that she had collected from the observatory. If she could patch it all together, then wrap it up and sew it together into a bag, it would make a decent quiver. That was, of course, assuming she could figure out how.
Taking a deep breath and activating her telekinesis, she cautiously lifted the needle into the air, not wanting to apply too much force and send it flying. No one was around right now, but she still didn't want to risk skewering some unfortunate passersby. Pointing it at two overlapping pieces of cloth, she moved the needle towards it, then attempted to poke through both pieces.
The needle did indeed poke through both of the pieces of cloth, but the force applied was too much, and it tore the cloth in the process- skewering itself and the fabric into the ground. Rin furrowed her brows and walked over to the needle, then yanked it out of the ground and set it down. Precision in archery, when you wanted to kill whatever it was you were aiming at, was one thing; precision in creating something, when you did not wish to destroy, was entirely another.
This was going to take a while, unless someone else had more experience with sewing. Glancing up, Rin asked, "Does anyone know how to sew?"
She hadn't paid much attention to the craft at the time, and she was beginning to wish she had. Though she might still have forgotten even if she did learn back then, it was yet another part of her old life she wished she had savored- or, even better, protected.
Still, she might be able to earn it back. That was the one thought keeping her going, that maybe she could fix some small part of the damage she had caused.
Before her lay some scraps of cloth, some thread, and a sewing needle that she had collected from the observatory. If she could patch it all together, then wrap it up and sew it together into a bag, it would make a decent quiver. That was, of course, assuming she could figure out how.
Taking a deep breath and activating her telekinesis, she cautiously lifted the needle into the air, not wanting to apply too much force and send it flying. No one was around right now, but she still didn't want to risk skewering some unfortunate passersby. Pointing it at two overlapping pieces of cloth, she moved the needle towards it, then attempted to poke through both pieces.
The needle did indeed poke through both of the pieces of cloth, but the force applied was too much, and it tore the cloth in the process- skewering itself and the fabric into the ground. Rin furrowed her brows and walked over to the needle, then yanked it out of the ground and set it down. Precision in archery, when you wanted to kill whatever it was you were aiming at, was one thing; precision in creating something, when you did not wish to destroy, was entirely another.
This was going to take a while, unless someone else had more experience with sewing. Glancing up, Rin asked, "Does anyone know how to sew?"
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