December catch-all ♫

[traceofeffort]

⭐ Who: Lisa and you!
⭐ When: All through December
⭐ Where: Check individual top-levels
⭐ What: The best way to keep her mind off things is to keep working! As it happens, she's got a fair bit of work to do, not that she thinks of it as such.

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[traceofeffort]

Mittens are hard because hands are weird sometimes, but everyone can use a scarf. They're good for gifts too, which is what I'm looking at doing with some of these fun colors. [Her hands are full, else she'd pull out some of the other fun stuff in her tote. Instead, some of her cheer drops off when she's asked about what happened to her, but she doesn't stop, and her smile doesn't quite slide off her face. It just dims a bit, and turns a bit rueful.]

Ah, no, I'm more or less okay! Does a fight with the oven count?

[If she didn't want to answer the question, she wouldn't be out here in a public place, but it's still strange for someone she hasn't met before now to ask. It shows a certain level of caring for other people she wasn't entirely expecting today?]

[dogdaughter]

Oh! An Oven!

[ If Jade seems surprised, that's only because she was absolutely expecting a story closer to the ones her grandpa used to tell, involving fisticuffs with vaguely-defined "ruffians". She's far from disappointed though, it's undeniably nicer behavior to get injured working on an appliance than from fighting another person. ]

So what was wrong with it? [ Jade's never had to repair an oven before!

...The flour streaks in Lisa's hair finally connect with this oven information, and Jade reconsiders the situation: ] ...Or were you cooking things?

[traceofeffort]

[She does pick up on that vague notion of "oh really" and blinks. Oh no, did this poor girl think Lisa had gotten in a fight fight? She can't even imagine that. She'd do it, but she has no idea how it'd go.] Ahaha, yeah... I'm pretty agreeable most of the time. That and my yarn are about the only things I fight on this side. Well, and my bass, but that's a whole different thing.

[Speaking of her yarn, she sets her knitting fully aside to give her visitor her full attention.] Baking! But yes, I think I got complacent and I wasn't really being careful enough. Contact burns suck. [She starts to absently rub the back of her right hand, where a gauze patch is neatly taped on, before hissing at the touch and stopping, seeming to remember why she's not supposed to do that.]

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[dogdaughter]

[ Jade starts to light up at mention of a bass, but then winces sympathetically at hearing the true cause of the gauze. ]

Oh no, yeah, hot metal sucks to touch. I hope whatever you were baking came out extra good to make up for it!

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[dogdaughter]

[ But getting back to that first thing - ]

You said you play the bass though? Me too! I'm a bit out of practice, but I'm hoping to get back to playing it again. I always felt like the music helped my vegetables grow better, haha.

[traceofeffort]

If you like sweet things, I'm happy to share! [She reaches for her tote, on the side her knitting isn't on, and pulls out a cellophane bag of sugar cookies, iced to look like cool blue mittens, a gold twist tie keeping them from spilling into her bag. After a brief check to make sure they're in one piece, she offers the bag across.] I think they came out pretty well, but that might be my wounded pride trying to stick up for my wounded hands.

[She perks up at the mention of someone else that plays the bass; her expression is interested but a little guarded.] I'm also out of practice on this side... but it's my weapon in Dreams. I need to pick it back up too, I just... [Lisa looks down at her hands, before shaking her head.] Veggies, huh? I have enough trouble with my orchid, so that's pretty impressive! Anything tasty? [Very subtle, girl.]

[dogdaughter]

Oh!

[ Jade's taken by surprise - cookies! They were just... here, all along! She accepts the bag carefully, also not wanting to break any, and finally sits down nearby so she can wrangle one out. ]

They look great - I'm sure they're tasty too!

[ She nibbles on it before gives an approving thumbs-ups. Lisa's hands have not suffered in vain! Speaking of which, she notices Lisa's glance at them and (probably) misinterprets. ]

Yeah, I bet it'd be hard to play with your hands injured... oh, I hope they don't carry over into Dreams since that's your weapon...

[ She looks concerned for a moment before deciding Lisa likely has all that under control - she just needs some sympathy, not assistance! Injuries heal at the rate they heal, and she's got them all nicely bandaged and everything already. ]

I always find the things that can be weapons over there fascinating - mine's just a gun.

[ Jade has another small bite of cookie as she thinks over the question of her garden. ]

Well I haven't set up anything here yet, since I only just moved in; but back on the island we had a pretty sizable garden. Lets see... there was a little lemon tree... wait no, that's fruit. Half the greenhouse was taken over just by pumpkins. [ Jade giggles at the memory - the pumpkins had gotten a little out of hand! ] And there were green beans and peppers; kale, carrots and beets... I'm forgetting something. Hm. What am I forgetting...

[ Another small bite. She may have also forgotten she hasn't given the bag back. ]

[traceofeffort]

[The positive response buoys her mood, and she grins; she shakes her head at the girl's concern.] Thanks! And, ah, no, it's okay, that doesn't carry over. I think it's something about ideal forms or some kind of... dream logic? I don't understand it, but if it works, I'll take it, yeah?

[Lisa nods calmly at the description, perking up a bit more.] New to town, then? Welcome to Yumemigaoka! Boy, though, that sounds great. Hope you like salad. [She gives no signal she's even expecting the bag back. There are a number of such bags back at home, but she's not going to say that aloud, it makes her sound desperate.]