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[Phantom]

"Now, uh, how are you people gonna move the glass that may have been fused to the ground during creation?"

[Twi]

"Actual forms. So yeah. We're getting there."
...Why are there really big pylons connected to the top?
Speaking of getting there, though, Lavi calls for Taric.

[Phantom]

"He appears to be sleeping on his shot up couch, ma'am. That or he's working on a new tank."


"He did shoot something..."

[Tellemurius]

*sigh*
"can't think anymore"

[Twi]

Lavi pops in to look.
"That he does."
She sighs.
"Well, Clay, you're manual labor. Unless you don't want to in which case there are plenty of other people to throw objects at."

[Tellemurius]

"What do you need to do?"

[Twi]

"Eh. Get something to put molten glass on, storage, make it look good...Honestly, just arrange furniture in the front room as you see fit."
Oh look, she got a few Kata-sock-puppet-bots. Still doesn't seem to mind extra help, though.

[Phantom]

Dariel cloaks and goes behind the Medic, who is in turn just trying to let him help.
"...Do you mind me trying to help?"

[Twi]

"I don't mind as long as you don't do anything 'stupid.' Or foolish in general. Or something you lack a clue about. Everything else is fine, though."

[Tellemurius]

*raises the molten glass into the air*
*breathing fire on the ground melting it*

[Twi]

"Ah, smart."
Lavi assists in..melting the ground. If it's sand, glass floor is good. If not, nice transition.

[Tellemurius]

course it is
*Breaths a freezing breath flash freezing the ground into a Glass floor*
*sets the molten glass down*
"You want me to shape it?"

[Twi]

"No thanks, wouldn't want to impose on you too much."
Lavi sets about the subtle task of making the glass floor look good.
Cool looking stained glass thing is being made. Or artsy glass, whichever you prefer.

[Tellemurius]

"Really, i got nothing else to do"

[Phantom]

The Medic 'brings' a large rectangular prism of molten glass, about the size of a couch into the area.
"Well, I can't mold this..."