25 Chapter 25 (1/2)

”And you already know what happened with this one” Laura finished her explanation as her tails pointed at the presumably dead spirit in the room with them. ”Any questions?” The Kitsune asked as she stood up and walked over to the plasma cutter that had finished its work a few minutes ago.

”Two actually” Gabe replied, having calmed down quite a bit while Laura told her tale, as his gaze once again trailed her tails. ”Why make a sword, wouldn't a gun be more effective a weapon?”

”Maybe, but as I have no idea how to make one, or where to get bullets, it's not something really available. Not to mention I have no idea how to actually use one.” came the spirits reply as she walked back to the work table, her arms filled with a Pile of similar looking, but differently sized cutouts. Dropping them all on the table, she began to sort them by size making three different piles.

”So what is the second question?”

”Well, could I, that is if you wouldn't mind it, maybe pet your tails some more?” The American awkwardly asked the German student.

”Ah sure, I guess.” Laura responded as she flicked a pair of tails into Gabes lap again. ”Just be careful with them this time.”

As she tied the packets of cutouts together with some thin wire, the sensation of getting her tails brushed by someone else ran up her spine. All in all it was a strange Mix of getting tickled, her hair brushed and a back rub.

After a while she stood up and made her way back to the plasma cutter where she picked up the cut out that would become her sword soon enough. The General shape was already quite close, she would just need to grind it all to shape, as well as add grips of some kind to the handle, and maybe add a pommel to Balance the blade correctly.

Seeing one of the spirits long spiraling horns nearly broken of already from the impact to the wall, the Kitsune stepped up to it, and in one swift, albeit slightly awkward, motion broke it off completely before comparing the size of the horn to that of her swords grip.

The thinner end would be a good enough fit with some grinding and sat comfortably in her hand, letting a smile sneak it's way onto her face. ”this is perfect. And it will look great as well.”

”Wasn't the plan to hide it at just about all times?” Gabe inquires slightly confused.