#unspooling

[solbacka]

[cat-cosplay]

Oh boy... She's learned how to unspool papertowels in the work room. I hope this dosen't become a "game".

[iandeleonwrites]

[tenth-sentence]

At the end of the unspooling, the two spacecraft will be 25km apart – and Bolas-L will, at closest approach, be just two and a half kilometres above the surface.

"The Moon: A History for the Future" - Oliver Morton

[starslikediamonds]

Finding Patterns || Candace & Minori

@un-spooling

Hmm?

[Candace lifts her foot, the sewing machine she’d been bent over coming to a halt as she glances around. She’d been so absorbed in a particularly complicated corner she’d been sewing that she hadn’t even noticed the customer come in.]

Oh, shoot, sorry— one second—

[She folds the fabric up onto her work station, getting to her feet once she’s sure none of it will slip off the table.] Sorry— what can I help you with?

[She nods her head as the woman asks for a moment. She stuffs her hands into the pockets of her dress, smiling warmly at the woman as she approaches.]

Ah-I wanted to ask if your shop sold any patterns...there’s only a limited stock at the vendors in my town and I don’t really like anything they have currently...I tried looking in other towns and nowhere else seems to have them either. 

[thedistantrancher]

A Trophy (Jamie/Candace)

un-spooling replied to your post:[Claps for Jamie's win from the sidelines, all...

Candace blinked in surprise at the hand-off, holding onto the plush toy at a slight distance, as though it’d come to her by mistake. “W-wait– are you sure? But– Jamie– you /won/ this, though! I don’t– I don’t deserve to–”

“If I was not sure, I would not have given it to you.” She crossed her arms under her poncho, pursing her lips into a slight pout. It was true that Candace did not deserve it; she did not win this herself. “Think of it as holding my trophy. As I said, I don’t have space for it at home.”

[farmgirlsara]

[Smiles as the door is opened - a little sheepishly, for all the unplannedness of the visit.] Saying hello! The ferry stops here because it's halfway between Castanet and my destination - so when I heard that when I set out this morning, I wanted to come say hi. But not without, you know-- [She presents the picnic basket.] --bringing you something!

[She couldn’t be happier- a visit from her friend and free lunch!]

Yer on a layover? For how long? Come in, come in! [ushers her friend in, a big grin on her face] How’s it been? I ain’t seen you in a good bit- not since the beach festival! [takes the basket from Candace, pointing her towards the table] Did ya want a drink? I just got in, but I could put the kettle on? And I made cookies yesterday- though they ain’t as good as yers. 

[farmgirlsara]

[She comes knocking at Sara's door, a picnic basket clutched at her hip in both hands-- rocking on her heels cheerfully as she waits for her friend to either answer the door or come by from somewhere else on the farm.] ♪

[She dusts her boots off at the back door, walking into the house after a long morning of chores. Now she has to prepare lunch and start laundry before heading out to afternoon chores- no one could say she didn’t work, that was for sure]

Hmm?

[walks to the front door curiously, surprised. She hadn’t seen anyone enter the farm when she’d come in from the fields- then again, she’d been weighing the option of soup or rice in her head]

Candace! [beams throwing open the door] It’s so good ta see ya- what’re ya doing all the way out here?