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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2021 5:54 am
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"Minion!" He sounded positively delighted as he swept round the chasm and towards Merope. He was rather proud of his work so far if he dared say so himself, but what was a good chasm without someone to test the bridge? He wasn't entirely finished with it just yet, but he did size the lioness up thoughtfully for a few moments. It hadn't been long since they'd seen one another and she had been decidedly helpful, but all the same...
"Wonderful you look like you've maintained the same weight ratios," he mused and gave a quick series of nods as he bustled back to his bridge and began to tug at several of the vines. He'd made some improvements since the last time to say the least. The panels looked like they were more firmly strapped together and he seemed to have managed to tighten the knots on some of the planks.
...Had he learned a new technique?
Or had someone had Merope's best interests at heart when they intervened to educate the eccentric architect...
"We're so close to success, you and I!" he pulled away again and grinned. "We just have to get this prototype functional and then I can present it to the Royals, granted it might need spruced up a little but cosmetics are always the final touch."
A pause.
"So, what say you, are you ready to make a name for yourself?" He asked. He'd say hello properly at some point, eventually, he just had other priorities right now.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2021 7:30 pm
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'Minion!'
Merope's ears pinned to her head almost instantly. Maybe this was all a mistake. Maybe she could pretend that someone was calling to her from somewhere and wander of before she got too invested?
Then, he made the comment about her 'weight ratios' and something bubbled beneath her skin. Oh, no. He wouldn't make it out of here that easily. No, she'd see this whole thing all the way through to the end and then she'd teach him a lesson about the proper ways to speak to a lady.
The lioness sucked in a breath between her teeth and followed him as he made his way to his newest creation. She watched him warily as he tinkered with the vines, and some visceral part of her, deep down, told her to run. Surely, at the end of all this, she'd have some sort of unresolved fear of vines and planks…
"Only if you think your creation is worthy, Lanka." she mumbled, cautiously setting a paw atop one of the planks. It did look better, this time. Could he… could he actually be making some serious strides here?
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 9:21 am
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"Our creation, Ms. Minion," he corrected without missing a beat and as she stepped on to the planks he peered at them. Keen eyes determining if they would bow under the pressure and yet they seemed to hold this time. The weight ratios were right, his math seemed to be working and that meant that if he scaled it up then maybe it would actually be able to carry them that far over the void!
"I wouldn't waste anyone's time if I didn't think there was anything to show," he added, leaning in to inspect some of the vines before smiling. It was time for a stress test and in those moments he gave a wave of his paw. "Jump on it, land as hard as you can, lets see if this snaps or stays in place," he instructed.
If it held, then the next step was for him to get on to it as well and see if it could hold more than one lion. He was feeling positive, this was promising and all being well this might be the one.
...He remained unaware of the lesson he might be taught later.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 2:30 pm
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A delighted laugh erupted from the lion as Merope did as instructed and was rewarded by not taking a nice bath in the mini chasm. It was with just as much enthusiasm that he bounded on himself and in a fashion similar to that of a cub, bounced around several times himself. The bridge, miraculously, held... and whatever he'd done to the vines seemed to give them just enough slack to bend ever so slightly - somehow he'd managed to build in a little flexibility to this thing.
"Utterly fantastic," he declared, raising a paw to slap the lioness merrily on the shoulder.
"My dear girl we must receive an audience at once, summon them here and demonstrate once more. All being well we may even get the approval for a larger project, a true prototype," he couldn't hold in the excitement as he bounded back off the bridge.
"And if this one works then we can move on to the biggest and most ambitious of them all - we're geniuses, geniuses!"
He was already barrelling towards the centre of the pride as he spoke, voice raised in his usual fashion. At some stage 'minion' had been lumped into the lofty ranks of 'genius' as well, safe to say that Lanka's grasp of what was and wasn't an appropriate nickname may have been a touch lacking, but at least his heart was in the right place?
However he did remember to double check over his shoulder and abruptly glanced her way.
"Well, are you coming?" he asked and raised a brow.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 4:52 pm
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"Well, my dear," he grinned. "We present our findings to the King and request that he allow us a team to build something on a much grander scale," he replied merrily.
"Small prototypes are all well and good, they may even work, but if we are to truly succeed then we will need to ensure it can be reproduce on a grander scale and I have the perfect location in mind," he continued. It was with a vague wave of his hands towards the scattered islands, separated by high tides at this time of day.
...Evidently, he wanted to try and build across it.
However that really couldn't be done by the pair of them, they would need much more help to achieve it.
He was still chattering incessantly at her and to no one at the same time as he bustled towards the pride's inner circle. She could have wandered off for all he knew and he would have been none the wiser, but he seemed to be under the impression she'd stay with him for this one... and why wouldn't she, surely she wanted credit for her good work too!
oo DeD Off they go! Closing post from Lanka. <3
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 9:30 pm
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First, Merope responded with an impressed hum. "The King, huh? Can't say I've ever had the honor," she mused, her voice trailing off as she watched his gesturing.
She looked towards the direction of the islands, seeming to get his little hint. She had questions about why exactly he aimed for this for be their pursuit, but she didn't seem to have it in her to cut off his chattering.
Lanka's indiscretions from earlier seemed to have rolled off her back. For the time being, anyway. When she was first unwittingly roped into this project it seemed like she was mostly humoring the builder, but she was invested now! Merope wasn't really one to take things very seriously, so this was a rather new feeling for her. She wanted this to work out!
After all, if it all worked out then she would have some more leverage to work with when she tried to teach the poor sap some manners. Or at least, that's how it all worked out in her head. First, mission success. And she would ride that wave with a good smattering of etiquette lessons. Maybe she would work that in, somehow, with how manners would be necessary to pitch his future plans?
All these thoughts and more swam in her head as she followed at his flank, absent-mindedly nodding along with his statements.
All in due time, she mused quietly to herself. All in due time.
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