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Type: Video
Sender ID: hasapoint (Lashan)
To: Public
Subject: waterproofing charms
Warnings: none!

[FIRST: You get a very close shot of Lashan's eye as she squints at her shellphone. We have here that double-doozy of a medieval and an old person and while she's pretty sharp, these devices are not intuitive to her.]

'S it working? The bead's glowing.

[aka 'the light's on'. The video pulls back a bit but like, it's still pretty close and the angle is unflattering. This whole thing feels completely unnatural to her and the lines between her brows are deepened in a frown.]

I'm Sister Lashan. I'm a lay sister, not a nun. I've made some charms for waterproofing. They're not well-tested though. If you help me with that I'll give you one. Want to know their tolerances and if I have to tweak anything before I start selling them. I'm on Elrut.

[yeah this has made her feel ridiculous and stilted. She prods at the phone with a finger.]

...How do I- [she found out how to end message! this was Not guaranteed.]

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Ah, right. I'm Sorey! So, Sister is like a title? Should I call you that? Or Sister Lashan? I don't want to be rude. I'm not sure on a lot of this sort of thing. Since I grew up pretty sheltered. Not around any other humans.

[Not until more recently back home and then ending up here that he saw any other humans besides being one himself, surrounded by seraphim, elemental spirits in his village that took him in as a baby. He does smile, though, holding up his copy of a book, the Celestial Record, as one example of a book for her. She seems to have some idea on them at least but he figures to show her.]

But yeah! Books! They have stories, notes, or pictures in them, bound together with usually leather or something similar for a cover to protect them. If your charms could help protect my journal, I'd love one! I could pay you or something. You deserve something for this.

Don't worry, I'm not angry. [Getting heated about what people call you draws attention and can make it stick, she's found.] "Lashan" just seems a little familiar from someone so young. 'Sister' is a term of respect for my age and position. But, different peoples have different conventions around names.

[Other humans, huh.]

I know what books are, kid. It's more that a manuscript is incredibly expensive. It takes months to make them, longer if you incorporate how long it takes to make the parchment, and having even one's a mark of a lot of wealth and power. [Her Enclave has a little scriptorium where some of her Sisters reproduce manuscripts to sell, but it's grueling work. She worries that they'll have to do more of it without the income she contributes.] Paper's cheaper, from the sound of it.

Are you looking to have a shelf or a chest protected, or just this journal? I etched the cover of Sherlock's paper book. That should hold it against being splashed or dropped in the water, anyway.

Alright. Sister then? Or Sister Lashan?

[Sorey gives a nod at what she says. Because that isn't untrue. Even back home.]

You're not wrong. Most of what I've focused on was history, specifically ruins. So, a lot of the writings and art were on walls, not so much on paper. I want to look after the books I have. So they're protected. Especially being on ships and all. If you could help with that? It might not be perfect, but it would at least be something. It's better than nothing like I have now. I wasn't sure how much you could charm. I mean, how big it would be? You could do a chest itself that would work for whatever was inside? Or a shelf?

They're both fine with me.

Hmmm. A chest sounds good in that it's enclosed, but a shelf is for ones you'd reach for more often, isn't it? And there's a limit to how dry a paper book could be since eventually the leather would come to pieces, so maybe being open to the air would be better. [she's thinking aloud.]

Mind you, after I die anything I enchant is only good for another use or so before it wears off. I don't know how that'd work with vanishing.

I tend to keep my essential things in a chest for storage. So that would be fine.

But ah, that's fine. It's good to note and keep in mind, but hopefully, that won't necessarily need to be something we have to worry about.

[Look. She is older. Sure. But so was Gramps, and he was still around? Of course, Sorey's sense of age might be well skewed with having been raised among the seraphim who live for so much longer than mortals.]

All right. You want to bring the chest to me? I'm still looking to work out prices, but it's probably going to be cheaper now than when I'm solid on this.

Heh, I'm not dead yet! From the sound of things not a lot of people are gonna be here long enough for that to be an issue.

Sure. I can bring it to you if that's easiest. Just let me know when and where to meet you. The chest isn't too big, at least. I can bring some money to pay you if you tell me how much.

[Sorey shrugs at that, running a hand through his hair at the back.]

We can't be sure how long we might end up here.

I've been hearing a year is on the long side. But, you're right, it's not in our hands.

Hm. Let's see... [Lashan is quite savvy with money. This currency is unfamiliar to her, but she's picked up on a lot since arrival - she knows how much laborers of various degrees of skill are paid, how much a meal costs at different eating-houses versus component parts of the same meal in the market, rent. There are still a lot of unknowns, and she has to balance being a cautious soul who wants to have a lot of resources on hand just in case versus being a businesswoman who knows about building reputation. Plus she has no idea how much Sorey has to spend.

She names a tidy sum which has a lot of factors involved that I am just not gonna get and raises her eyebrows, wondering if he'll try and haggle.]

You say the chest isn't so big, but I wouldn't want to haul something so unwieldy too far, if I was you. Ruins your back. [She believes it's never too early to start taking care of your back.] Where are you?

Oh. Alright. That's fine! Ah, I guess I didn't think of that. But I'm just at Eltrut. Does that work for you? Is that where you are?

[Sorey is a country bumpkin. Does not even think to question the price. Or to negotiate or haggle. He just assumes she knows more than him about the work that does go into these charms or the like so he trusts her to have a better idea on the effort that goes into it, how much it would cost.]

Yeah, I'm there too. [if they have to be dependent on giant animals at least this one isn't flying and you don't have to be inside of it.

The price is not ruinous, but it's not nothing either. Lashan wonders if she should have said a higher number. It's fine, she doesn't think she's about to starve.]

It works. I assume you're operating off of a ship? If water's a risk. I've heard that if this beast dives things are fine.

[dubious]

Ah, yeah! We have a base and are on land sometimes, but, you know, when we're traveling in between places. I'm with Cid and his friends. I just figure I'd rather be safe than sorry.

[In keeping his things safe. The important things at least. Hence the asking about getting a chest protected, just in case.]

I've talked to him a bit. Big on mechanisms, huh?

So we could meet somewhere near the docks. [she is afraid of the ocean but not to the point of being unable to handle the sight of it.] I'd need a surface to put this chest on and a little time.

Yeah, that's him. His daughter too.

[Mid was also quite a character. Both he was fond of.]

That works. I can meet you there at the docks with the chest. Let me know when to meet you and I can bring it out.

All right. You'll know me, I'm tall.

[do you want to set a scene?]

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