Tara's Sword Creation II

[18:05] It was finally taking shape and, in addition to the excitement she normally takes in her work, she feeds off of Tara's own giddiness. It made it all the better when there was client satisfaction in her work. When the world recognized her talents.

"Yeah. To the untrained eye, looks like a lotta' just parts at first. But I think...that's what I like about bein' an artificer."

And as she attaches the great, slab-like butcher's blade she begins to wax philosophical.

"I like lookin' at the parts and imaginin' what could be. Or look at somethin' and thinkin' how I could make it better. It's...

I dunno. Just like it." There might be a better explanation, but she can't come up with it at the moment.

"So...Eye on one side and...you still got that pocketwatch. That on the other?"
(Katrin Weiss)
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[18:27] Just like that... she suddenly recalled! The pocket-watch.

For some reason or another, she'd taken it with her, just in case. Never knew when you needed something like that, right? Drawn from her, well, pocket.. Tara presented the bloodied piece to Katrin.

"Right! I do , I do, actually."

It's maneuvered a bit in her hands, inspecting it carefully.

Surely an odd thing to say the least, "Hmm, 't ain't a bad idea though, really." It's extended to Katrin, to hold and observe for her own professional purposes.
(Tara Tuffam)
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[18:28] The artificer sets the finished based sword onto the table, stepping back to admire it. She glances between it, between the Tara, between the pocket watch, and the eye.

Every time the time piece oozes blood she flinches. Who in gods name would make a thing like that?...

She tries not to look directly at it.

"...Tell me. With your time magic and maybe a lil' influence from that pocket watch.

Could ya, say. Rewind an item's state or somethin'? To what it was before? Y'know. In theory."
(Katrin Weiss)
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[18:42] The question gave Tara a moment for pause, as she glanced back down to the bleeding clock. It was certainly a possibility, though few times had Tara attempted such a thing on non-biological objects.

"Huh.. I mean, 's certainly possible. Especially usin' the watch as a medium for the process... yea, I've done 't before with well, people 'n things. Cuts, scrapes, bruises done away with by the turn o' a clock's hand... same for swords, right?"

Her hand palms the watch back into her pocket for now.

"Heh.. in theory o' 'course."
(Tara Tuffam)
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[18:45] Katrin had never done much with time magics before. Or much in the way of metaphysical tinkerings. This was her time to ask as many questions as she could- within reason. To test, to explore, and add to her wealth of knowledge. And, as she loves to do so much, push the envelope a bit.

"So...hypothetically. Hear me out."

The artificer waves vaguely in the direction of the watch, still avoiding so much as glancing at it, and then to the eye.

"Could you, maybe, use that watch to link it to that eye there. Bring it back in time sorta' to when it was...I dunno. Still attached to that beasty?"

She has ever been itching to make some manner of 'living weapon'. Maybe this was her chance?
(Katrin Weiss)
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[18:45] Katrin Weiss says, "Think 'bout it...Big ol' eye. Rollin' around. Twitchin'. That'd give anyone who wants to step to ya the willies."
[18:50] A grin parts upon Tara's features at the notion of such a thing. It was entirely creepy, and well, entirely cool at the same time. She gave a hesitant nod, still considering it in her mind before offering a proper response.

"Hypothetically... yea, 's possible. With the proper runes 'pon the pocket-watch, could tap into the latent mana-circuits till in the beastie's eyeball."

In her mind, a diagram of the watch somehow fitting into the rear-most corneal aspect of the eye played out.

"Ehm, yea! I'm not the best with runes.. been well, practicing, but it's certainly worth a shot."
(Tara Tuffam)
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[18:51] Katrin Weiss says, "I...I could work on the runes. On..."
[18:51] Katrin Weiss says, "On the watch. I guess..."
[18:51] Tara Tuffam says, "Yea! I 'unno.. how that all works, well... technically, but 'm glad t' assist with the chronomantic aspects."
[18:51] Katrin Weiss asks, "Right. I rune it up. You do your mojo?"
[18:51] Tara Tuffam exclaims, "Sounds good!"
[18:55] Yet Katrin still looks at the watch like...

It's actually tell what kind of look she's giving that bleeding watch. Anxious, mostly, as she runs her tongue over her teeth.

Alas, working on it necessitates looking directly at it, which only intensifies that expression of nervousness.

She lays it flat against the work station, its front down, and starts to etch onto the back. As one might expect it begins to bleed.

There's a soft 'Hhhhhhh' from the artificer. There's a struggle to keep her hand steady. But, by the stars and stones, she does it. A concentric ring of runes right on the back of the metal pocket watch.

And then she creates distance. A good five feet.

"Right...You. You do your thing. Can plonk it and the eye on your blade then."
(Katrin Weiss)
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[19:13] Her palms rubs together in mental preparation, eyes cast to the watch in turn.

"Right! Do my thing, yahuh…"

That seemed to be enough to spurn her into action, beginning to parse a flow of chronological mana through the runes created by Katrin. Working in tandem, the object is imbued with the power of the timestream, a direct link to it, no less. Via the runes, the power doesn't immediately evacuate the relic, instead it lingers and bubbles.

Assuredly, the power of time itself remains inside. A combination of the cursed anomaly's original creator, and Tara's own additions to it, the object is now a conflux of chronomantic energy.

Despite Tara's general expertise, she can only hope it will have the desired effect.

Like she said, rune-work was a nuanced territory for her..
(Tara Tuffam)
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[19:18] The artificer has laid down the groundwork, and the empowering is left in Tara's capable hands. She has to take a step back and breathe a bit before diving back in.

"Alright. Then I guess we can..."

Of course it would necessitate her touching that damnable bleeding watch again. There's a thin sheen of sweat on her temples. Anxiety mounts again.

Katrin takes up the watch, she takes up the eye, and she nests the former gingerly into the back of the latter.

As soon as the two connect the pupil of the once-living monster dilates and twitches. Success? It sure looks like it. Creepy, artificing-boundary-pushing success.

"...HA! HAHA! Fuckin' look at it!"
(Katrin Weiss)
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[19:27] The process did cause Tara's outstretched hand to tremble. While it was exciting and, perhaps a bit cool to be so involved with the process, it did worry her a little. What if she messed up? Such thoughts which normally were absent flooded in, ebbing in her mind as the mana flowed.

Thankfully such nagging worries did not incapacitate her progress, and at those magic words from Katrin, she blinked!

It had appeared as though they had... well, done it! Her eyes fall towards the now blinking eye. Creepy indeed! Though it was sort of the vibe, at the same time. Something to wig out friend and foes alike, truly the perfect tool for Tara to gallivant about with.

"Woa.. we did, didn't we?" A faint smile of relief creeping across her features.
(Tara Tuffam)
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[19:32] The artificer's nervous energy breaks. And with its shattering she outright cackles. They had indeed done it.

She revels in the victory of success, of discovery, and Tara is there to enjoy it with her. Sure it's a little weird. Maybe not specifically 'good' to be chronologically reanimating an eyeball (or maybe it fell into some weird morally grey area), but they'd sure done it.

"Damn right we did! And today, you n' me both had a hand in makin' somethin' just...somethin' fantastic."

It's like pushing against that boundary and breaking it, shattering it, has breathed a new bit of life into the artificer.

As the eye rolls around in its socket, staring this way and that, Katrin goes about slotting it into the sword proper. A divot is created in the spine of the blade. On the flat of one side is the watch. On the other, the grisly, leering eye.

"...That's fuckin' gorgeous," she swears, admiring it all as it comes together.
(Katrin Weiss)