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[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

Well, playing with fire is fun.

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[graceandwit.livejournal.com]

More so when you know what you're doing, I'm sure, Miss Urania.

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

It helps prevent the third-degree burns to be sure, Miss Tegan.

[Tegan gets a lack of delusion today. Mostly because bother soldering and acting take too much concentration to do both simultaneously.]

Have you ever done any metalsmithing?

[graceandwit.livejournal.com]

Well, we can't have that.

[The lack of delusion is appreciated, if not remarked upon. Urania - like all of them - is entitled to her eccentricities.]

And, no. Although you seem to have quite a talent for it.

[somuchheart.livejournal.com]

I can't argue with that. Though I've never really tried it... literally.

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

The literal kind of fire is generally less dangerous, honestly.

[somuchheart.livejournal.com]

I'm not surprised. Though... I wouldn't quite trust myself with a blow torch, I don't think.

[sevenbyright.livejournal.com]

In so many different ways.

[It's been far too long since Sieben has been able to knock off for an hour and come sit in Urania's corner. He is determined to do the best job he can as Jack, of course, but the learning curve is steep. He's had very little time to be Sieben in recent days.]

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

I think sticking with the literal sort tends to be better for one's continued good health, really.

[She'll keep soldering silver together in a jumble of curls and swirls.]

How are things?

[sevenbyright.livejournal.com]

Busy.

[He picks up a discarded piece of metal, a slender sharp-edged curl, and turns it in his fingers.]

Stressful.

[maidenthespade.livejournal.com]

Oh, always. Though I am thinking we mean different types of fire.

[Katya lounges against the wall and watches Urania turn scraps of metal into beauty.]

It is a type of magic, yes? How did you come to it?

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

I saw some in a shop in town...oh, probably six years ago now.

[Just when the constant adherence to The Act was starting to drive her genuinely insane.]

I bugged the jeweler until he taught me how. It's how I made this. [She pokes the tiara she's wearing.]

[maidenthespade.livejournal.com]

It is lovely.

My grandmother taught me to--oh, what is word?--to paint pysanky. Ukrainian eggs. But it is not a thing I do much now.

[allthesamemask.livejournal.com]

[She'll just... keep her distance. Understand it's not you, Urania, it's just the flame you're handling. She's sure you know how to use it, but she'd avoid the risk.]

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

[She smiles at Leigh before bending to fuse silver to silver.]

This is how I made your necklace.

[And also the headband in the sack Isaac put together.]

[allthesamemask.livejournal.com]

Y'do this a lot?

[graceandwit.livejournal.com]

More so when you know what you're doing, I'm sure, Miss Urania.

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

It helps prevent the third-degree burns to be sure, Miss Tegan.

[Tegan gets a lack of delusion today. Mostly because bother soldering and acting take too much concentration to do both simultaneously.]

Have you ever done any metalsmithing?

[somuchheart.livejournal.com]

I can't argue with that. Though I've never really tried it... literally.

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

The literal kind of fire is generally less dangerous, honestly.

[sevenbyright.livejournal.com]

In so many different ways.

[It's been far too long since Sieben has been able to knock off for an hour and come sit in Urania's corner. He is determined to do the best job he can as Jack, of course, but the learning curve is steep. He's had very little time to be Sieben in recent days.]

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

I think sticking with the literal sort tends to be better for one's continued good health, really.

[She'll keep soldering silver together in a jumble of curls and swirls.]

How are things?

[maidenthespade.livejournal.com]

Oh, always. Though I am thinking we mean different types of fire.

[Katya lounges against the wall and watches Urania turn scraps of metal into beauty.]

It is a type of magic, yes? How did you come to it?

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

I saw some in a shop in town...oh, probably six years ago now.

[Just when the constant adherence to The Act was starting to drive her genuinely insane.]

I bugged the jeweler until he taught me how. It's how I made this. [She pokes the tiara she's wearing.]

[allthesamemask.livejournal.com]

[She'll just... keep her distance. Understand it's not you, Urania, it's just the flame you're handling. She's sure you know how to use it, but she'd avoid the risk.]

[starscrownher.livejournal.com]

[She smiles at Leigh before bending to fuse silver to silver.]

This is how I made your necklace.

[And also the headband in the sack Isaac put together.]