1st craft. [video]

[cheir]

[ This is a very solemn-looking young lady!

... Well, before, it was just black and several noises, one of which sounded like a different application opening entirely and some sounds of hushed frustration because you know what, technology can't love all of us, it is a fickle mistress, etc. But it's okay!! Because the aforementioned young lady is here now and looking so serious that she can't have possibly been frazzled six seconds ago!

No one will ever know. ]

Hello. My name is Fiore Forvedge Yggdmillennia, and I have a request for those liste-- ah, watching. I've been here a few weeks, and...

[ A pause. The camera slowly tilts to reveal that Fiore's actually sitting in a wheelchair, and there's a certain tightness to her features for those observant enough. As though she's in pain, but happily determined to ignore it and carry on. ]

To phrase it simply, I believe I'll be requiring quite a bit of Chroma for certain purposes, and as such, I'd like to ask if anyone would be willing to... earn it with me. Hand-holding, specifically, as anything beyond that will be entirely determined by the content of your character and only after a lengthy discussion.

[ Okay, so she might not have dealt with hugs or kisses yet, either. Please help her. ]

I understand that this may seem like a lot to ask from someone most of you don't know, but if you'd be willing to discuss this further with me, I'm sure I can find something to offer in return.

Thank you for liste-- watching.

[ It actually takes her like an additional forty seconds to turn it off after she stops speaking, but she's trying. ]

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[cheir]

... It's all right. If you're fine with it, I can make my way to your address.

[ She'll trust at least for this much. ]

[galatining]

Very well then, I hope to see you soon.

[He sends her the address, strangely happy at the thought of having a guest.]

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[cheir]

[ Sir, don't you have other knights coming over to hang at your bachelor pad--

That is.

She'll be on her way soon enough, and he'll know when he hears a polite knock or two. Just to be sure. ]

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[galatining]

[Sometimes, but you know they don't count.

He answers the knock though and then blinks when he looks down and sees her in that chair, but quickly recovers.]

Hello! I'm glad to see you so soon. [He steps aside to let her in.] Did you eat already?

[cheir]

I did, yes. But thank you for asking.

[ Right... she hadn't been in her wheelchair for fighting. Oops. Fiore smiles, not quite embarrassed, but a tad sheepish as she rolls herself in. ]

How have you been feeling, Sir Gawain?

[galatining]

[She saved herself from some poisoning at least.

Gawain shrugs, laughing a little.]

Doing very well. Life is fairly easy here, despite the moon and all of that. I should be asking you that since you made such a request over the network though.

[cheir]

Earning money-- well, currency like this isn't anything I'm particularly used to.

And...

[ She pauses, glancing down at her legs. ]

I've been lacking the medicine I need to make this condition a little more tolerable.

[galatining]

...I do not believe any of us are used to earning money in such a way.

[Granted, he had been a wealthy knight in life, but Gawain had his own experiences with earning money on the road too and that came with less baggage usually.

He pauses as he glances at her legs.]

Is it just your legs that are impaired?

[cheir]

... Yes.

[ It's a simple answer, but the Magic Circuits are in her legs, after all. The pain is only there. ]

[galatining]

Then I guess there is nothing to do but help you start earning as much as possible...

[He won't ask more than she would volunteer at this point. And he knows that such matters are sensitive, or at least they were in the time and place he came from.]

Do you want to sit then?

[He has a couch that is comfortable enough. Gawain wasn't overly picky on such things.]