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[Coming on video, Coby wore thick-lined clothes with a hood along with thinner gloves, which looked more like they were inlaid with rubber. His skin, where visible on his arms, had been a bright blue.]
It's swiftly becoming clear to me... [Coby sat, reviewing notes from a pad he had scribbled things in over the course of his studying. Artisan-work wasn't something he put as much time into as he thought he would when he first arrived in Exsilium, but fortunately his ridiculous amount of diligence had paid off.
Somewhat.]
Maybe more of us should get into service-based trades. There are many technicians around, but that involves ... electronics. I think. Would that make them electricians...?
Ah, nevermind. [Flipping through a few marked pages, Coby stopped and started reading again. There were small, scripted spots with basic blueprints and concrete analogies of existing techniques for setting pipes into walls.]
To be as curt as possible, I believe we should institute areas of work in which a number of us may learn a trade. As it stands, our relationship with the people here is flimsy at best. There should be at least a few among us who can manufacture workable plumbing, for example...
[Grumbling, Coby hunched over his notepad and breathed warmth into his gloved hands.] Since no one in the residential area felt like helping me with plumbing, after all.
It's swiftly becoming clear to me... [Coby sat, reviewing notes from a pad he had scribbled things in over the course of his studying. Artisan-work wasn't something he put as much time into as he thought he would when he first arrived in Exsilium, but fortunately his ridiculous amount of diligence had paid off.
Somewhat.]
Maybe more of us should get into service-based trades. There are many technicians around, but that involves ... electronics. I think. Would that make them electricians...?
Ah, nevermind. [Flipping through a few marked pages, Coby stopped and started reading again. There were small, scripted spots with basic blueprints and concrete analogies of existing techniques for setting pipes into walls.]
To be as curt as possible, I believe we should institute areas of work in which a number of us may learn a trade. As it stands, our relationship with the people here is flimsy at best. There should be at least a few among us who can manufacture workable plumbing, for example...
[Grumbling, Coby hunched over his notepad and breathed warmth into his gloved hands.] Since no one in the residential area felt like helping me with plumbing, after all.