Jul 27 22:07:56 <PioneerSlav>	Horst again was making something! Pierogi still were fresh, so was no need to cook anything else since people did not ate them. He was making a cardboard box! For now he just was drawing on something, a set of markers next on it on the table as he was sitting on the couch. For an amputee, he was a real workhorse. 120% of norm! Stalin would be proud. He even made a project of his own stamp which he also made from metal and plastic. He just took it and slammed in the center of the cardboard piece. It shown two crossed X-style Zweihanders with a sallet in the center. It was clearly going to be a box for some a lot of little items...
Jul 27 22:31:06 <Knave>	A girl - yes, it must be a girl, because it was wearing a simple grey dress and had a blonde ponytail - crept into the room. Her grey, stony skin made a clacking sound against the floor, her glowing amber eyes set in a horrifically monstrous face searching around the room. She takes in the scene from the doorway and very deliberately walks up to the couch beside Horst's and clambers up onto the back of it, perched with all four clawed appendages gripping the top in a crouch as she surveys the room again.
Jul 27 22:49:01 <PioneerSlav>	After hearing something Horst looked at the person who was making that noise. He would toss a few swearwords if he didn't see all those strange things around, but he remained stoic. No reason to get angry or scared. "Guten Tag." He said to the gargoyle and stuck his hardy sight on her eyes, drilling them with his own blue ones wthout any shame or even feeling of unknown. He just looked, like it was another person. Then he got back to his work. "Who are you?" He asked when glueing the basic cover of the box with etiquette saying '9x19mm Parabellum 122gr FMJ +P'.
Jul 27 22:56:19 <Knave>	Upon noticing Horst's gaze, Gloria immediately turns her face away, wrenching her grip off the couch and causing her to fall heavily and gracelessly onto the cushions. She pulls herself up onto all fours, seeming to tremble slightly, "Idiot." She growls, with a voice like rocks and gravel grinding against one another. She pads off the couch on all fours, prowling around the opposite side of the table without looking at him, "You see glowing bloody eyes and you think 'Oh let's have a look at that'. Get yourself sodding killed in a place like this." She shakes her head and has overall the demeanour of an irritated tiger.
Jul 27 23:06:59 <PioneerSlav>	"Interesting name." Was the answer. He held the box for a few moments then checked if it is glued correctly, and it was! So he began working on another one in the same way as he was with the first one. He knew also it was an insult towards him, but he would stay untouched, like it bounced off without even making him feel it. Good luck in annoying Horst.
Jul 27 23:11:15 <Knave>	The girl stands as she moves into a hunched walk, quietly seething. "Halfwit." She spat in her grating voice as she stalked past him towards the other end of the room, her eyes on the floor. Once there she climbed atop a table and stood to her full height, before remaining quite still.
Jul 27 23:27:24 <PioneerSlav>	There was no further tries of pickup up the dialogue. Dialogue isn't when one side tries to be calm and second one tosses insults. He wouldn't do a drama of course, he would just let the person go away from the portion of boredom he can bring with silence and his work. He glued another box then correctly and checked if they all fit a little drawer inside. And they did. So Horst pulled from under the table a bucket of 9mm ammo and started packing up everything, each box containing 100 rounds. Where did he got all of that from?...
Jul 27 23:29:45 <Knave>	After a short while, Gloria moves into a crouching position, eyeing the room silently. She also wasn't interested in talking to the person who couldn't own up to their mistake, but what he was packing up was of interest. She kept her eyes on the back of him.
Jul 27 23:37:10 <PioneerSlav>	It was more of a relax job now. He wondered if anyone is going to buy those. If he was in US he could make .45 ACP in cheaper prices and already get a fluffton of clients. 9mm was more of a European thingy, but still there are pistols called 'wondernines' which are simply wonderful. Durable, accurate, with good price. What would you want next? Also monies monies, Horst needed monies for parts. He really wanted to get that trigger assembly and gas block for his Sturmgewehr... Big guy scratched his stumpy and got back to work.
Jul 27 23:41:53 <Knave>	Gloria remains perfectly still for some time, watching Horst work. Something to do with guns. Dangerous. To be watched. He could be a threat to someone. Gloria would keep an eye on him. Perhaps next time, she wouldn't protect him from being paralysed by her gaze. She makes a heavy thudding sound on the floor as she hops down from the table, and soft clacks as she walks off and out of the common room.
Jul 27 23:45:14 <PioneerSlav>	- SCENE STONED -