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[fireforger]

Daja fired up the forge, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment as she watched the burning flames. It had taken her some time to fully clean our the dust and other strange debris, organise and clean the tools, and get everything into working order - but she now had a place where she could work her craft.

But now it was time to get to work. Metals were scarce, but she had found some pieces of scrap-metal that were workable, and so she began the task of melting them down into something she could use.

She wondered if anyone would respond to her message – she hoped she had managed to use the omnicomm correctly – or perhaps even see the smoke from her forge, and visit her today.

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[on_errantry]

"Of course," Rhiow said. "You can come back any time, of course. The only spot I've truly claimed as mine is one small part of the main concourse - and I'm relatively easy to find here. I'll hear you, at the very least, but there's no need to worry about intruding." Rhiow paused, her tail flicking. "It will be good to have more activity around this place," she said.

[fireforger]

"Oh, do you live here?" Daja asked, surprised. She hadn't considered the possibility that the train station was also Rhiow's home.

She hefted the steel tracks on top of the platform so she could clamber up unencumbered.

[on_errantry]

"Yes," Rhiow said, leaping lightly up to the platform. She then sat down and began to wash the dirt and grime from the track level off her fur. "It's the only piece of home I have." She said, matter-of-factly, like she was accepting it and not mourning over it.

[fireforger]

Daja smiled, sadly. All she had of her home were her own personal objects - her staff, her suraku box, her medallion. The were all the more precious for being her only reminder of home. "I'll make sure to respect this place then, knowing it is important to you."

[on_errantry]

Rhiow's ears went forward and she smiled, pleased. "Thank you," she said. "I wish you the best of luck with your business."