[Ah, the junk pile. Lyra's second most traveled place in Haven next to Leige's quadrant.
The young girl is currently exploring and digging through piles as Pan trots along behind her in the form of a small beagle, her comm unit danging around his neck thanks to a piece of ribbon she'd found.
So, yeah, the video's just a little bit shaky.]
I want to make somethin' outta this junk, Pan. Maybe armor like Iorek's!
Wasn't his made from a special metal?
That's ain't the point, Pan. The point is I want to try.
Alright, alright...so where do we start?
[Lyra pauses and puts her hands on her hips, frowning some as she chews on the inside of her cheek before eyeing her comm unit--which she's just realizing turned on because of the trotting beagle.
Oh well.]
Any suggestions? Since you lot heard that anyway. | |
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