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Fairy Fixit is quite pleased with herself. This has been a productive day. Well, can she technically call it a day with all the temporal oddity going on in this place? She probably won't count it as a day.

The 20 inch blonde humanoid is sitting in a chair she built herself, customized to accommodate her wings, which itself is sitting on top of one of the bar's dining area tables. There is a small bowl of golden-brownish goop on the table besides her, and in front of her is her toolbox, open, and a few incisors from one of the sheep back home. She is currently working on one of the teeth with her tools but she does pause once in a while to eat some of the goop in the bowl with an appropriately sized spoon and have a look at the rest of the room.

There might be a curious set of eyes staring at her, after all.

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Jay's camped out at a nearby table with his feet up on a chair, working on a tooth of his own. Only this one's a long fang that he's carving with delicate scrimshaw.

He nods over to the fairy with a smile. "What ya working on?"

"For now, just practice. A sheep lost it's teeth unexpectedly so I thought I would take some time to verify whether I can still carve anything other than circuits anymore," Fixit says before looking up. "Something a bit more artistic for a change... Ooooh, where did you get that fang?" she asks.

"Looks like you're doing pretty well so far. Teeth are easy enough to work with if they're healthy."

He comes over to show her, "Dragon." he explains. "Did some travelling in a friend's world and the pair of us ended up facing down a dragon. Thought I could do something with it." He's carving a dragon into the fang, wings wrapped around it as it dives.

"Ha! Dragons certainly do seem to get around. It's very curious. Which world?"

She immediately realizes the possible silliness of the question. "The answer to that isn't very likely useful."

"There are numerous things that I could make with that tooth, but, then again, its not mine; it's yours. You very likely earned the right to do with what you wish," she comment with a grin.

"'Fraid not. Seeing the door doesn't have labels or anything." Jay chuckles warmly.

"Thanks." He hands the cord at the top around his neck and tucks up under his shirt. "So what are you making with yours?"

"A picture of my house to begin." She turns the tooth to show Jay her work so far; the outline of what might have been a very large birdhouse perched on tree branches, if the context was missing. "I am just about to begin on the details of it."

"Nice." Jay smiles, turning the tooth slightly to catch the light. "Very nice. So you usually create circuitry?"

"Sorry, I'm Jay." He holds out a hand to her.

"Yes, what I usually do with teeth is create components for teleporters. Scrimshaw is a helpful hobby to have for that," she replies with a smile.

She stands and goes in for the handshake but only with the slightest hesitation grabs his pinky and shakes it instead. She's got a nice firm grip, at least. "Tiny hands are too, but then those aren't uncommon where I am from," she jokes. "I am Fairy Fixit."

"Fixit if putting the Fairy in front of it sound odds to you."

"Teeth as componentry. Hmm, I never thought of that."

He smiles and lets her shake as she likes. "Nice to meet you, Fixit. Whatever you'd prefer. So what do you do for a crust, Fixit?"

"When I am building circuitry it is a special blend of oils, fungal spores, and metallic nanoparticles, but hmmm... it has been a while since I've done this for art's sake." She considers the goop in the bowl.

"That Marmite probably has a few living cells still in it that I might be able to work with, but that would be before I dumped a bunch of honey in it. It might be an unruly mix. Who would of thought beer brewing leftovers would be nutritious." She shakes her head at the thought, and laughs "Milliways."

As if Milliways was responsible for such a thing.

"Organic circuitry?" Jay looks impressed and fascinated. "I'd love to learn about that."

"If you're after living cells, have you tried yoghurt?"

"Yes, us fairies on Zanaris have magic that works best with fungus, teeth and weather; I am just an oddball who choose to specialize in teleportation instead," she says with a grin. "Fungal cells have such interesting exploitable properties, so naturally we use then to build and grow conduits for electricity and certain compatible types magic and energy."

"Hmm, the yoghurt I have experimented with back home has largely been bacterial instead of fungal. I don't know about the yoghurt here."

"So, do you work with circuitry as well?" she asks.

Jay listens, fascinated. He'd never really thought about the conductivity of organics like that. "Yeah, I guess fungus would make sense..." He considers the structures of fungal spores.

"To a degree but nothing magic, just straight mechanics." He searches his pockets to see what he's carrying. The palms the remote for his bike and pops it open. "I guess I work in hardware more than software." Inside are serial microprocessors covering remote activation, motion sensors and proximity sensors.

She comes closer to get a better look. "Metal conductors, hmm... those components are made of doped silicon crystal, aren't they?" she asks excited. "And it all runs using electricity? I don't get to see or handle semiconductor tech very often. The humans and some of the goblins down on the planet are barely beginning to experiment with electricity and silicon crystal, and we don't get requests for connection from worlds that use this sort of tech. I wonder why."

"Wait, I know why. Metal and the type of magic used planet-side don't mix well sometimes, and the type of metal that does is prohibitively expensive. I just haven't had the time to think of a way to suppress that sort of thing." She thinks...

"Well, I'll have time if I sneak off into here more often."

"Worlds have their own rules, I guess." He shrugs. "Most of my stuff runs on silicon and metal."

"I have a box full of scraps down in the garage if you need anything. There's no lack here if you need material."

"That should be useful!" she says with a grin.

"So, is fighting dragons something you do often, Jay?"

"Come visit me down in the garage some time."

He laughs warmly. "Nope, it was my first time. I won't lie; it scared the shit out of me! The friend I was travelling with, his world is full of magic but light on firepower so I helped out where I could."

"Firepower? Not magic... would that be some sort of projectile weapon propelled by an explosion or a jet, or would it be a flamethrower or some other type of plasma weapon?"

"Mostly high powered, long distance projectiles. I'm good with a sniper rifle. Turned out to the no use against a dragon but it came in handy at other points in the trip."

"That seems to be something that is constant throughout the multiverse, dragons with very resistant skin."

"Oh yeah! I managed to pry off a scale too. Been trying to reproduce the armour properties. That shit is tough!"

"It sure is. The scales command a very high price in armour markets. Unfortunately, that has already cause the extinction of one dragon species."

"I am not an alchemist or materials specialist so I can't help with that, though."

"I can see how that could happen." Jay nods, it's unfortunate but true, people are the worst animals sometimes.

"I've get a bit of a lad set up going. I'm just having trouble getting a handle on the reinforced cell structure. I'll crack it eventually. It's a bit of a side project at the moment."

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