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Max's goggles disappear, and underneath where they were, she looks incredulous. "Are you kidding? How could it get boring?" she asks. As she does so, the room starts to take shape. It is a workshop that is filled to the brim with hundreds, maybe thousands, of projects, tools, raw materials, and so much more. A small hammock is arranged haphazardly between two large, armored statues. Each of the items she had been working on appear in here, and she gestures around. "Could you imagine getting sick of creating something new, and then improving on it? That shit's the best."
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Adam chuckles. "Down, girl," he says jokingly as he lays a hand on Artimes' shoulder.
She raises the sword, which melts into a spear. "I mean, yeah. Basically. What, you think I party or hang out with people?" she laughs bitterly. "Trust me when I say parties aren't my thing for a reason."
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Adam fake groans. "Aw, man! I missed out on a dream party to go on a date?" he asks, then chuckles.
Adam chuckles. "Not sure how that works, but alright."
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Max shrugs, gaze still firmly on her work. "Yeah, but just, you know. In general." she mumbles. "I'm not used to having to filter out the rudeness. Everyone back home either shoots it right back or ignores it. So, sorry, I guess."
Max shrugs. "I guess so." She goes silent, but pipes up again after a couple minutes. "Sorry for being an ass earlier," she blurts out, then ducks her head.
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Adam cocks an eyebrow. "Dream . . . party?"
Max lowers her hand. "Oh. So wait. You can do whatever? Lot of power there, huh?" she asks. She turns back to the shield, which melts into a single arrow. "Must be nice to do whatever you please."
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Adam waves to Jacob and Ivy. "Hey, guys. What did we miss?"
Adam smiles gently, but doesn't push it.
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Max doesn't notice Toby until the item shifts into a large, reflective shield with elaborate ornamentation on the edges. She jumps and spins around, hand held defensively between them. "How did you do that?" she demands.
Max's dream is quite simple: she's working. What she's working on keeps shifting: first a sword, then a tiny ring, then a lantern, then a huge plate of armor. Regardless of the item, she stays the same. Left hand ablaze, right hand working the item, and a thick pair of welding goggles to protect her against the bright light. She doesn't seem to notice Toby approach.
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Adam smiles in return and sways into her gently. "I'm just teasing. What's up?"
Adam grins. "That's me!"
Adam laughs. "Of course," he says. He starts to lead them back to the house.
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Max plops down in the sand and promptly falls asleep again.
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