Fire and Steel

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Who: Open, so Ginia and you!
Where: A smithy in Virgo District.
Summary: Come bother a blacksmith at work!
Warnings: None.

This place was so terribly strange to Ginia upon her arrival, and it proved to be even stranger the longer she stayed. Strange creatures coming out at night, that mess with the scorpions, and all the strange objects. The peculiar wristband and headpiece, especially. She had initially dismissed them as something not worth figuring out, but given how much others she saw seemed to use them, she had started having second thoughts about it. For now, though, they could wait. The first order of business was...well, to get down to business.

She'd seen weapons of various kinds used here, and while those she was used to seeing were in somewhat of a minority, that didn't mean that there wasn't a use for a proper smith. Her search for a place to work her craft turned fortuitous, and after a demonstration of her skills, she was hired on. Apparently being one of the visitors made the proprietor rather excited, but she thought little of it.

Today, in that particular area of the Virgo District, among the usual hustle and bustle, there's a periodic noise ringing out - the steady clank clank of a hammer on heated metal, periodically interrupted with the hiss of steam, or the whooshing noise of bellows being used to stoke the forge's flames. The forge and various other tools of the smithy are out in an open area adjacent to the shop building, free for customers and visitors to approach.

Comments

[echo_of_a_jedi]

The city of Hinoto-Ri, after Meetra had spent a while studying it and its residents, seemed fairly advanced despite a general lack of starships and repulsorcraft. It wasn't Nar Shadaa by any means, but she was overall impressed with the technological prowess of the city.

That's why this smithy was so curious to her. She's never even seen a forge like this, using a wood-burning fire and what looked like handmade tools. The outdoor work area made it all the more fascinating, or at least easier to watch, as did the fact that the woman working now appeared to be making actual weapons, unlike the curiosities or antique replicas she'd expect from such a low-tech operation.

Not wanting to interrupt the woman's work, especially not when it was so interesting, she stood and watched for a while.

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The order of the day was a blade - though currently in the very early stages, resembling a long piece of metal, slightly rounded on one end, and with a narrow bit on the opposite end, which will eventually become the handle. Ginia is working on shaping it - heating it certain parts at a time, and hammering it out to get the shape she wants.

It's both labor and focus intensive work, so Meetra goes unnoticed for now.

[echo_of_a_jedi]

The ancient process had always fascinated Meetra. The Jedi "forged" their own lightsabers, but the process was truly more like assembly; although she'd crafted and customized as many of the physical pieces of her own as she could manage, it was still a sum of parts, rather than something forged out of a solid chunk of alloyed ore like a physical sword.

She waited a while, not wanting to interrupt the smith's work, until she reached a stopping point - or more likely cooling point.

"Impressive work there," she called out at some point when the other woman wasn't swinging a hammer.

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A cooling point was right - before she answers Meetra, the blade is dunked into a trough-like container of water, eliciting a sudden hiss and burst of steam. The comment gets a look of mild disbelief from Ginia. "Is it? I would think all the strange, intricate contraptions around this place would easily be more impressive than something wrought from a forge," she says, motioning to various other shops with her hammer, as well as roughly in the direction of the Cancer district.

[echo_of_a_jedi]

"It's a different kind of impression," she said, leaning on the wall of the smithy. "You don't see much of hand-forged anything in this world or mine, and it's easy to forget how much effort went into things like this until you see it yourself."

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That comment gets a faint laugh. "Whereas in my world, almost every sizable settlement has at least one smith," she answers. "It's rather jarring to be in a place like this."

[echo_of_a_jedi]

"They're not really discriminating with time or space here," she observed.

Stepping forward, she bowed slightly. "Meetra Surik."

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"That's good. At least I won't be the only one confused by a number of things here, then." There's a quick swing of the blade-in-progress toward the ground to remove the excess water before she lays it on her anvil, then nods to Meetra. "Ginia Rosentia."