Jobs, or something close to [active]

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Character(s): Cid and Natalia
Content: A job offer, or something suitably close to it
Setting: Cid's Shop
Time: It's hard to tell, when there isn't a sun
Warnings: Cid

A job. He'd offered a stranger a job. Hell, he'd done a good enough job running the place by himself. And okay, so maybe he didn't know what half the things in the place were, despite having had plenty of time to figure it out. But still, he was doing an okay job by and large. Mostly.

But what was said was said and damned if he was going to back out now. He had the easy part of it anyway: wait until this person (whose name he'd never bothered to ask) showed up to talk to him. And as per standard Cid operating waiting procedures, that meant working more on his constant, ongoing projects that he kept in the back room. Sooner or later he'd manage something that could fly. Or end up back home. But for now, he would wait.

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"Metal, is that right?" Natalia once again made a mental note of that. "Several of these objects seem to be made of a material not available in my world, but once the light comes on outside I'll be sure to keep that in mind so that I may be able to help you. Riding on an airship sounds wonderful! I've ridden on an aircraft called the Albiore II, though it depended on a flight stone." She commented.

"You must have been an extraordinary person in your home world if you were responsible for flying an aircraft. What was the name of your airship, if I may ask?"