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[unfollowing]

i'm aware i asked this a few months ago, but now i actually have materials to get started, so i'm asking again:

does anyone know how to sew? hand stitching, specifically. i now have really nice cotton (thank you, delight!!!) that we can make clothes with

right now, we have a bolt of white cotton fabric. if you want a different color, tell delight a happy memory, and she'll give us more fabric. but don't, like, dogpile her or anything. be nice, for fuck's sake

[Emily, who are you to talk about being nice...................]

if you're interested in sewing, meet me here: [and she attaches an image of a map with one of the shops circled]

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[unfollowing]

We could always use some of the shitty fabric from the clothes in the shops.

[And sure, sure, he can talk all he wants about hemming versus sewing, but right now, Emily has just one question.]

What did you just do to that chalk?

[tongueamok]

[Carlisle pauses as he prepares to cut the fabric. Of all the questions involving tailoring that Carlisle had been prepared to answer, that was not one of them. He glances down at his chalk.]

Well, white wasn't going to show up on white, now was it?

[unfollowing]

No shit. [Emily levels a blank stare at him.] You didn't answer my question, though.

[Look man if you can dye stuff with magic, she needs to know.]

[tongueamok]

Ah. I simply conjured some colored powder into my hand and used it to shift the color of the chalk. It's fairly basic magic where I'm from, sort of a minor form of transfiguration. Anyone with basic spellcrafting and a little bit of alchemical knowledge could probably do it.

[That was a lot more words than he probably needed for that answer.]

[unfollowing]

[It definitely answered her question, at least.]

People where I'm from talk about magic and spells and all of that, but you can never really be sure it's real. It's pretty cool that it's actually real where you're from.

[She's sure that if she were from a world like his, she'd want to learn. Hell, she would learn, and she'd be great at it.]

[tongueamok]

So I have been told. [By Chris, actually.] It's hard to feel extraordinary when such skills are commonplace, but I appreciate the sentiment.

[unfollowing]

Easy on the modesty there. [She rolls her eyes, but all that sarcasm is tempered by a tiny snicker.

And then, fuck it, she just goes for it.] Can you teach me magic?

[tongueamok]

[He opens his mouth for an immediate answer, but pauses with a puzzled look.]

I... honestly don't know?

[He says that as though the thought itself is incredulous.]

I don't know if the magical energy I know to manipulate is intrinsic to my world or not. Learning to harness it is usually started at a young age, but I don't see why an adult couldn't learn glyphcrafting or alchemy.

[unfollowing]

[So what he's saying is it's possible until proven otherwise.

Emily can work with that.]

You won't know until you try, so you may as well. Do you need, like, a specific time or place or something, or can you just do magic whenever you want?

Now that I kind of have an answer on this!

[tongueamok]

Well, I can do magic as I need, but for someone to learn, I would have to look into it. I do have a book on alchemy in my apartment. Perhaps when I get back, I'll take a look and see if there's a way I could convey its lessons to you.

[He pauses for a second, thinking.]

I already know what he hard part will be: finding reagents.

[unfollowing]

Cool.

[She won't get overly excited about it, in case it doesn't work, but it's still cool.]

Wait, did you find that book an alchemy here? [Can he read whatever language so many of the books in the library are in?]

[tongueamok]

Ah, no, unfortunately. I'm not sure they'd sell such things here, and the library seem to be completely useless. It's one from back home, an introductory tome penned by famed alchemist Pendlebrook Brimstone. I even managed to get an autographed copy.

[He says that with the proudest grin as he starts cutting the fabric.]

[unfollowing]

Lucky you. You got to choose what you read.

[Emily is stuck reading about turnip farming.]

Well, tell me when you get what you need. [Because learning magic sounds really cool.

Sewing, by the way, seems easy enough. She could probably replicate this project on her own.] You'll figure out if people who aren't from your world can learn your magic.