40 Summer 520 Crylon spent more time than he had expected at the Outpost. He considered himself a caretaker of the Meraki, at least in regards to its buildings and things. But in the Demesne, their need for the former was limited. The main structure was the Gem, or what Crylon still affectionately called as that with whatever it had been renamed as, but due to its nature it did not really need much in the way of maintenance. Not as long as Kelski was around to provide for and take care of the structure. Which meant he had nothing to do but maintain the outlying structures, buildings, random broken fences, and the like. Some other things still needed his attention. Broken or bent nails, rusty metal needing buffing or replacing, or the handle on someones chest of drawers broken off. Nothing serious. Here though, in the Outpost, the building was not by any means magical. It was... Normal. Which meant normal wear and tear. Normal maintenance. Normal work to keep things in order, to maintain structures and things and to make sure the buildings did not fall apart. Without a controlling intelligence, without being alive, much more work was needed. And so he seemed to spend as much time if not more in the Outpost on repairs as he did at the Demesne. However after all that time, Crylon had realized he had not had a chance to look around and check in on Kelski's jewelry shop. It was right off the main Riad, but it was its own structure. He knew people worked there besides Kelski, but he did not know them too well. He assumed they knew him, as he was often around the Riad doing work, maintenance, general repair, and the like. Small things but needed. Starting off he entered the place, leaving from the Riad and heading to the new structure by the back entrance. Knocking he headed inside, being greeted by... One of the men who ran the place in Kelski's absence, and assisted her when she was there. Crylon however could honestly not tell them apart. He had enough trouble telling apart humans, what with them looking so alike, but with this group of them being so similar Crylon really could not tell them apart at all. He half believed they were the same person, if he had not seen them at the same time in a group of more than one. Family at least? Crylon could not tell, and was not willing to stress over it. He could see some semblance of recognition in the mans eyes at seeing Crylon, which seemed positive if nothing else. "Ah, hello, I am Crylon. I am a member of the Meraki. You may have seen me around the Riad. I work as a sort of... General contractor. I do maintenance, repairs, build things when needed, like that. I was going to look around today, if that's alright?" "Sure, Crylon. Just make sure to be unobtrusive. Stay out of the display cases. And don't move anything in Kelski's workshop. " Crylon nodded, satisfied with those conditions, and heading around the side of the shop to begin his search. WC: 528 |