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fandomhighdorms2015-05-11 04:21 pm
soniaroadsqueen) wrote in fandomhighdorms2015-05-11 04:21 pm
Fifth Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon
It had required moving some furniture around in order to create the space necessary, but Ringo had managed to lay down a big white sheet on the floor and pin its corners with some large boxes. She'd even had boxes left over, and those were stacked near the edge of the area she'd blocked off.
Most of the boxes were open, too, and revealed their contents to be hundreds of tiny different bits of metal. Ringo had asked Ume to send her AT parts, and Ume had delivered in spades. She had enough pieces here to put together dozens pairs. Sometimes, apparently, little sisters were good for something after all!
Of course so many boxes had taken a lot of work to get up to the fifth floor, and she hoped no one had been annoyed as she had painstakingly moved one box at a time from the lobby.
Now Ringo was sitting in the middle of that white sheet, her smile matched by some happy humming as her hands rapidly swapped out small screwdrivers for tiny wrenches and the pile of precisely-machined metal in front of her began to take shape.
Every so often some screw or gear would slip from her fingers, and she'd have to put down what she had so far and find it. Fortunately, the sheet was very, very clean, and practically nothing blended in against it. So soon enough she'd be back to humming and assembling, and she was almost done with the first unit.
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Most of the boxes were open, too, and revealed their contents to be hundreds of tiny different bits of metal. Ringo had asked Ume to send her AT parts, and Ume had delivered in spades. She had enough pieces here to put together dozens pairs. Sometimes, apparently, little sisters were good for something after all!
Of course so many boxes had taken a lot of work to get up to the fifth floor, and she hoped no one had been annoyed as she had painstakingly moved one box at a time from the lobby.
Now Ringo was sitting in the middle of that white sheet, her smile matched by some happy humming as her hands rapidly swapped out small screwdrivers for tiny wrenches and the pile of precisely-machined metal in front of her began to take shape.
Every so often some screw or gear would slip from her fingers, and she'd have to put down what she had so far and find it. Fortunately, the sheet was very, very clean, and practically nothing blended in against it. So soon enough she'd be back to humming and assembling, and she was almost done with the first unit.
[Open!]
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"Quick! What size do you wear?"
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The third boot fit perfectly, leaving just enough room at the toes for Kathy to be able to wiggle them without being confined. She still tried on the fourth shoe just to be safe, but it was definitely the third that was the best fit. "These here!" she declared, holding her foot up. "What next?"
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"Um, would it be a problem if I don't finish them until next week?" Please don't hate her, Kathy!
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Her eyes glinted in serious amusement. "After all, I think you'll appreciate them properly."
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It was one of the things she missed home for. Ikki could always be relied on for an amazing run.
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Ringo's eyes glinted. She much preferred this kind of playfulness to the life-and-death stuff that dominated high-level AirTrek competition back home.
"But," she said, smirking just a bit, "I think it's only fair to give you some time to get used to riding before I start telling you how much better I am than you." She twitched an eyebrow, trying not to laugh. "After all, then you'll be able to properly appreciate how true it is."
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