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[heresyandlace]

Who: Tek and anyone!
Broadcast: Video
Action: Beachside lounging
When: Early August

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[the video feed flicks on to the glare of the sun, until the (absurdly) pretty man wielding the device leans back into the shade. he seems to be starting this broadcast mid-thought, and--for anyone who knows him well enough to spot the difference--he's smiling quite easily.]

--Oh, now I remember. I'd wanted to ask if there were any fine metalsmiths in the fleet. I'd intended to ask the next locals we happened across for their services, but... well. Metalworking does not seem to be among their most refined skills.

I'm looking for someone trustworthy and proficient in jewelry-making. I have several options for payment. If interested, please reply.


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[and with that matter done with, he settles back to wait in high comfort. for anyone happening by, he has found the absolute perfect spot along the shoreline. there is a stretch of clean, soft sand with an impeccable view of the ocean, tucked into the patchy, partial shade of a small stand of trees.

and he must be feeling better than usual, because he's actually wearing something that Atroma has given him--gothy-looking shorts that he has drawstringed to hang just a little off his hips--and he is sacrificing multiple layers of beach towels and blankets to the sand. he apparently doesn't care whether or not he'll ever get the sand out of them again.

Tek has made himself the most comfortable basking spot on the planet, and he has left more than enough room for a friend.

he knows that Atroma is messing with his head, but he can't find it within himself to be bothered right now. he even has a little brush and bottle of lovely dark maroon ink that he's staining his nails with. someone is glitched and enjoying every minute of it.]

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[dancingmd]

[Tek, you should be proud of how good Beverly looks in her suit as she saunters up to your little nest. Having been out on the beach now for several days, her hair has gotten a little bit lighter, a little bit blonder, and her skin, while not tanned (never that) still has a healthy glow to it. Despite their last encounter being less than stellar, she grins at the sight of her... friend? Yes, friend! Of course Tek is a friend!]

Mind if I join you?

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[justamobster]

[ Ladon's been busy both on the shore and off of it. The smell he carries with him today-- briny waters and shellfish-- is an indication that he's spent the afternoon on a boat of some sort. There's physical evidence of all the time he's spent in the sun, too, showing on his face and arms, especially with the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to the bicep. He has far more color than normal, including a fresh spray of freckles under his green eyes.

He's carrying his shoes in his hand, barefoot on the powdery sand. It's a nice treat. He'd likely lose a toe or two if he attempted this on Nieve's beaches.

He settles down near Tek, enough that he's giving the other dragon his own space but is certainly close enough for conversation. He takes a cigarette out of his silver case, pops it between his lips, but doesn't light it just yet. He bobs his head in Tek's direction, both greeting him and silently asking permission to smoke. ]

Gonna do your toes too?

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[savedtheworld]

Ooh, ooh! What's the jewelry for? Are you in love? I can make necklace or a bracelet out of string and seashells! It's not the same as metal, but trust me, it'll do the trick!

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[horrendous]

[True to form, Hiccup's cheeks are smeared with soot, and he's surrounded by various metal projects.]

Blacksmith here. I can do more delicate stuff, too, but I admit my tribe isn't big on shiny things.

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[onlyanapple]

[Crowley is a big fan of beaches, and even a bigger fan of basking spots. He's not taken his suit off (because NO) but he does seem to be enjoying the sun. Eventually, he comes across Tek and sits himself down next to him - after brushing away some errant sand, first.]

So. What're you after being made, jewelry wise?