fandomhigh | Creative Weaponry; First Period, Tuesday [04/03].

Well, Amaya was in a rare mood today, one that didn't strike her very often (because hers was an achingly wholesome franchise), but the type that would have inspired her to hitch a caravan over the mountains to Serenia to see if any ships had come in. Not that she made a general practice of that often, of course, because she also could channel those moods into making stuff, and that was far more productive and profitable, but she couldn't exactly just head out to her forge when she didn't yet have one.

But she figured the danger shop could be the next best thing. In a perfect world, it would be an actual forge, there wouldn't be any kids to teach, and she could sell the weapons afterwards, but you worked with what you could. As it was, the students were finally getting a forging lesson.

"Today we're doing a basic run-down of what I usually do when I make weapons," she explained, once everyone was settled in the Danger Shop again this week, "and that's blacksmithing. It's a lot of fun and I'm sure some of you will find it's not nearly as easy as it looks, but I guess that's the good thing about this set-up here is that there's no harm, no foul if you mess it up. Now, you've got four basic elements to blacksmithing: you've gotta have heat from a forge, a good hammer, a solid anvil, and, of course, metal to work with. We've got mostly steel here, but if you want to play around, I've tossed in a few other metals and you can see how they differ when you use them. Now to the actual metalworking..."

And she went into showing them and explaining to them some of basic techniques and variations of some of the simpler ways to mold metal, which could really fill a whole day if given half the chance.

"That should be enough to get you started," Amaya grinned a little as she held up the little spiral she'd hammered out to show them. "You're probably sick of watching me do it and itching to get to your own, so have at it. Just remember, it takes hours if not days to do a right proper weapon, and this is just to get you guys familiar with how it all works. Feel free to sort of play around with techniques, so what happens when you do this or that, because it's the danger shop and all that. I'm here if you have any questions, and I'm eager to see what you come up with."

And thus she unleashed a group of potentially pent-up teenagers to beat out some very hot and hard metal.

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"I like it," Uma said. "But everyone around here seems to put a lot more pressure on it than back home, so I'm not starting anything till I know everyone's on the same page."

Uma would never admit she was trying to be reassuring, but maybe there was a little bit of that in there.

Well, either way, it was totally working. Tip relaxed again, about as much as anyone was going to given the current . . . givens. "That is a very good policy," she said. "There's a lot of, like, politics mixed up in all of it for a lot of people. Plus, everyone likes something a little different, right?"

"Well, yeah, but figuring out what you like is a lot of fun, too," Uma said with a wistful smile. "So, what kind of politics are you talking about? Is there some kind of rule about who can hook up with who?"

And people wondered why she chose villainy.

Tip rolled her eyes. "Way too many. And most of them aren't, like, laws, or anything, just people trying to make everyone do it their way. The only real rule is that everyone involved should be totally down to be involved. Which leads to other littler rules specifying how you know when someone's down for it or not. . . . People can be really bad at that part."

"We're not much for rules back home," Uma drawled, hand sliding down to her hip where the familiar comfort of her sword used to rest. "That's one we do have though. Everybody wants to be there and everybody has a good time."

They were villains but, god, they had morals.

"Bad things happen to folks who forget that."

Tip nodded, then scowled faintly. "People have a tendency to forget that a lot where I'm from. Especially the guys."

'Forget' wasn't even quite the word. It gave people far too much benefit of the doubt, for one.

"Sounds like some people should also have a tendency to spontaneously develop gut wounds," Uma said, lip curling as she read between the lines about what 'forgetting' actually meant.

C'mon guys. Don't do what even the villains wouldn't do.

"Direct action," Tip said. "I like it."

"I'm a direct kinda girl," Uma said, giving Tip a slow smile. "Who likes all sorts of action."

And then, water drunk, she gave Tip another wink and sauntered back over to her workstation to continue beating her metal as flat as she could.

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