Thread: Coping (attn:ANY) 3/29/10

Shawn wanders in from the forest. "You're up kinda early aren't you?"

Nikki stumbles out of one of the cabins, rubbing her eyes. She is wearing plaid pajama bottoms and a soft pink shirt. She steps out barefoot and tries to make sense of the racket.

Looking over at the forge, the sounds continue to emanate. Nikki walks over, carefully picking her way over the sticks and rocks on the ground, as if she is used to walking barefoot on different terrain.

She reaches the forge and sees Roscoe pounding away. She smiles slightly and waits for a break in the sounds. "Good morning, Roscoe."

Roscoe stops as he hears Shawn and Nikki and looks over his shoulder. He's just wearing jeans and covered in black grime and sweat from working. He nods to the others as he pounds the hammer into the ore one more time. He turns and says to the others, "Did I wake you?"

"No. I don't sleep so much lately."

Nikki smiles. "Yes, but that's okay." She looks around at the forge. "Anything I can help with?" She looks at her clothes. "I will change first."

Roscoe nods to Shawn and then looks at Nikki and smiles and says, "Have you ever worked in a forge before?"

Nikki frowns and shakes her head slowly. "No, but I'm a fast learner. Do you have the patience to teach me?"

Roscoe smiles and says, "It can't be any harder than teaching Shawn how to cook. Go change into something you don't care about ruining." He looks at Shawn and says, "What about you?"

"Helping here can't be much harder than helping to build this place, huh? Didn't know what I was doing then, doesn't seem to have mattered."

Shawn shrugs. "Whatcha need?"