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[1stmacleod]

After some dithering, partly because he doesn't know exactly what kind of set-up he'll have to work with, Connor collects what he needs to begin his project. It all fits in an old duffel bag, along with some bottles of water. He can't seem to find his old apron and gloves, but assumes there will be some he can borrow. Once he's got what he needs, he sends a text message to alert Casper and make sure he won't be unexpected.

Connor spends plenty of time out of the house, just running or practicing kata alone, so his absence shouldn't worry Kairos. He puts on his oldest jeans and sweater, and the trenchcoat with the katana hidden away in the lining, and PINpoints to the Nexus before sending out a message to Casper that he's ready to visit the forge.

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[watchingsparrow.livejournal.com]

Starting out Leavy keeps watch over Connor, looking at him with glances from then corner of his eye. But as it becomes clear that Connor knows what he's doing - and is in fact pretty damn good at it - Leavy relaxes and focuses on his own work. The times he looks at Connors work now it is from a professional point of view.

The hours pass, and eventually Casper comes back. Leavy just nods at an old coffee pot that sits on a work bench. That's all the instruction Casper needs, and he goes to fill it up with water and ground coffee. Then, as Leavy puts his work aside and goes to fetch three cups, Casper places the pot on the forge. It doesn't take long for it to boil, and the second it does Casper takes the pot away and puts it to the side "Mmmh, blacksmith coffee." He just about purrs.

[1stmacleod.livejournal.com]

Connor looks a little young to be so skilled, and truth be told he's too scrawny for the old-fashioned work. Back when he did this for a living, he managed to build up at least a respectable amount of muscle, but he's spent the last fifteen years in terrible shape. He's going to be sore tonight, even with his healing ability, and very hungry. Kai's going to wonder.

He would never be so careless as to not notice the entrance, but he doesn't look up or change his pace. Partly he's afraid that once he stops, he'll have to take a long break. It's the smell of the coffee that finally makes him put down the hammer. He dips the flat mass of interwoven metal to cool it a little, sets it aside, and comes over to the other men a little breathless and sweaty. Better eating and daily kata have put him on the road to recovery, but right now the strain of the work is showing. "...Coffee...?" He just hopes his hands won't shake when he takes a cup.

[watchingsparrow.livejournal.com]

Coffee is poured and cup handed over. It's good coffee.

"If you are here working when I'm not around, I would appreciate a donation for the coal. If it's locked the key is in the coal shed." Leavy says and takes a gulp from his cup. He's obviously used to drinking his coffee piping hot. Casper grins. That comment means that Connor has been accepted and is welcome to work there at any time.

[1stmacleod.livejournal.com]

His hands do shake, just a little, muscles vibrating with fatigue. He prefers his coffee with milk, but Connor's grateful for coffee of any kind and he's drunk it black at the edges of battlefields and in other dark spots. Times like those, and like now, it tastes better than anyone could ever imagine coffee tasting. He burns his mouth on the first gulp, and doesn't care. "Of course. Thanks. I'll have to ask... about your suppliers, when I get my own set up."

[watchingsparrow.livejournal.com]

"I suppose deliveries could be a problem," Leavy says. His suppliers couldn't very well deliver to another world, could they? "Unless I order additional so you can come pick it up, yourself."

Without anything to add to the conversation, Casper is happy to sip his coffee as he listens.

[1stmacleod.livejournal.com]

"That would work, or I could rent someplace nearby for them to deliver it to." Connor shrugs a little. "I don't even have a place to build a forge, yet. I don't think we'll be moving out of the apartment until after Christmas."

[watchingsparrow.livejournal.com]

"Until you have somewhere, you are welcome here." Leavy apparently isn't interested in all the details. At least not at this time. Casper is, though, though he doesn't ask further than to give Connor a wondering look. But then Casper is more or less always interested in peoples lives.

[1stmacleod.livejournal.com]

If Casper wants to know specifics, he'll have to come out and ask. Connor's really not big on sharing. "Thanks." He gives Father Leavy a grateful look, hands steadying some on the mug. He's quiet for another long minute, gazing out the window with an almost wistful expression. "This is... a nice place. I wouldn't mind seeing more of it."