Thread: Spirit Attn: Lydia

Looking up as Jason speaks and then smiles "Yes I love it. Did you do this?"

Motioning him on in. "Please come in and have a seat."
Getting up she goes to close the door and walks back around to sit down.

"May I ask why you call her Spirit? It is a lovely name

Walking in and taking a sitting down across the desk form Lydia's chair.

"Yes, I carved it."

Looking at the figure sitting on the edge of the desk.

"I don't know. It just seemed the right thing to call it. As my knife worked the wood, the 'spirit' within the wood seemed to tell me where to cut and what not to. I had no idea even what it would look like as I worked."

Look across the desk at Lydia, "Imagine my surprise when ended up looking so much like yourself, though in truth it doesn't really do the real thing justice."

"I like to make things with my hands. I didn't sign it, I never do. That way the things I make can be enjoyed for their own beauty and grace and not be judged by who's hand brought it into being."

Jason reaches out with his hand to run a finger along the base of the figure on the desk.

"I would like to find the time, one of these days, to do something larger and out of stone. Wood fades so fast even if treated. But these last several night have kept be busy."

Droping his hand back down to his chair.

"So busy infact that I'm not certain that I will be able to make your party. I'm hoping too, but I wanted to let you know ahead of time that if I'm unable to it's not out of a disire to miss such an event but out of necessity.

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Brian Knowles

Smiling "Thank you. I do think you do great work. How wonderful it must be to have such a talent. You are very lucky."


Looking from the statue over to Jason. "I do hope you can make it to the party, but if duty pulls you away I do understand".

"I think I shall bring this to the party."

Looking back to him. "So tell me how are you this evening? I have not seen you for a few nights"

“Worried. There's things going on out there, just below the surface and suddenly I'm called away to pay off old debts. I don't like the timing of it, but I also can’t refuse or delay.”

Jason seeming to realize that he’s thinking out loud and falls silent for a moment.

“I just hate leaving the city that I’m trying to make my home. With my luck, others that I owe debts to will find I’ve returned to that area and start calling in debts to keep me longer then I intended. I hate being treated like a servant.”

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Brian Knowles

"Old debts? Well if others try to step in tell them you have been called away on an emergency. And that you will return as you can. Surely that will be fine. What kind of debts?"

Looking at him. "Just below the surface? What do you see? Maybe it is not something that I have seen and mabye I can help."

Jason smiles ironically, “I’m sure they would say ‘what ever emergency your being called away to can not possibly more important or vital then this’.” He does in his best snooty voice.

“I’ll try it but its best if they simply don’t know I was there at all.”

“Well the stuff in Springfield, the Sabbot acting so strange. Some other few things here and there that just don’t feel right to me. Things that I’d stick my nose into, and probably get smacked for. Maybe it’s better that I gone for a few days, to avoid the temptation. I sometimes think I’m part cat with my level of curiosity, but I’m starting to run low on lives.”

Jason smiles at his own poor attempt at some humor.

Thinking for a moment. "If you share your thoughts with me and I stick my nose in a few things you won't get smacked for anything and you can find what you need to know to hopefully solve your puzzle."

Smiling "Yes, that would be a good idea. Let me help you. I can ask things you might not be able to."

Sitting back she looks to him waiting for an answer.

Jason sits there, considering this unexpected offer.

“I … would very much like help on the local puzzle. But, I don’t know that I’m willing to risk you, and your friendship just for a few answer.”

He suddenly looks very troubled that he’d even consider her offer. Standing he begins to pace. As if making a decision, he goes to her desk and takes out post-it note and a pen. Writing on it he then hands it over to her.

He then stands and waits for her reaction.

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Brian Knowles

After reading the note she looks up at him. Thinking for a moment then nods.
she gets up to go to the door