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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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[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."