Crafty Crafty

Upon learning he was dealing with the delightful Aureus' doppelgänger Jupiter looked Pyrrhic over with new eyes. There was a childlike jolliness to his investigation. He was tickled pink that there was not one but two handsome devils and he couldn't help but wonder if this one had similar tastes like his brother. The thought was irresistible and he promised himself he'd find out. He just had to; no way he could forgive himself if he didn't try. And that would be a funny story to tell, no? Bedding not one twin but both? It would be a feather in his cap for sure.

After deciding that yes, the brothers were spitting images of each other and it was damn fascinating, Jupiter enthused, "Right then, drag that shit over here and lay it out my man. If you need it I'll even help ya spiff yours up." He jerked his head towards Amadeus, who sat on his feet with his arms stretched out over his folded knees. "My buddy here can fix any blade, any wire to that shit no problem. Guaranteed." Amadeus nodded wordlessly. Yeah, he could do it.

Another man stalked up. This one with an angry set to his jaw and a haughty look about him. Jupiter was intrigued. The ass in him - let's face it, all of him - really wanted to poke at the man and see what he could get out of him. For now, on Aureus' beautiful lookalike's behalf, he would behave. "Yep. I mean Amadeus here did most of the heavy lifting, ya know, got those..." he leaned back on his hind legs so he could lift up and wiggle the toes on his front paws. "Nifty little paws. But I tanned the leather and shit." He shrugged. "Crafting's kind of our thing."

Jupiter grabbed one of the finished bracer bases - it was bare leather with no embellishments - out of the stack he planned on selling and threw it at Artur so he could look at it. "Have a look. If you like it I bet we can come to an agreement of some sort." He quirked a brow at Artur. "Why learn when you can skip the tedious shit and jump straight to customization?" For emphasis he looked over the stuff Pyrrhic had laid out and selected wire that was almost identical to what he'd lost in the void. "Me? I'm going simple. Just gonna wrap this shit around mine and sew it in place or something. But I bet my friend could fasten just about anything to yours..."

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