[Damian follows Dextera's gaze to the house, and then he nods.] It'd take a sharp blade and unreasonable amount of time to make shavings from wood. You're better off with hay or straw, if possible.
But if we can't find any, we'll just dig up the grass and pack down the dirt. You can use old clothing for the egg box. [Feeders.] Do you have any aluminum cans? [He's not sure... when or where Dextera is from, so he signs out "aluminum" just in case.] Or--better still: pipe? A bucket?
You wouldn't have to hang them then. We could place them up higher.
[ believe it or not, despite these clothes, dextera is from... the 21st century. all of this is rather rustic to him, actually, so he's completely unfamiliar with most of the skills that this town practically begs them to have.
aluminum, needless to say, is perfectly familiar to him, so he nods along with damian's queries. there's hay around the town, he knows, if he can borrow some from all the people who have to feed their horses—it has color, too, which is a lucky thing even if it's not strictly necessary for thing that the chickens are just going to be scratching along.
so he guides damian into the house, extremely trusting, and pulls down some empty cans that probably once contained some unfortunate food. there are no pipes around, or buckets going unused, but cans? they got plenty. ]
The cans should be just fine, more so because Damian Wayne is going to be the one getting a hold of them. He follows Dextera into the house, but tells Ace to stay at the door.
While Dextera gets the cans, he glances clinically around the place out of habit, and then he inspects the cans when they're retrieved. After a moment or two, he nods.] These are fine. [He tucks two under his arm, then holds a third in that hand. With the other, he pulls something out of the vice of the cloth belt just inside the layered robe.
It's black and shaped like the silhouette of a bat, and upon closer inspection, it resembles something like a shuriken. Apparently, it's decently sharp; when Damian uses it to dice the side of the can, it cuts through as if the can is butter.
He twists, creating a wide hole, then turns the can so he can use the flat side of the weapon to flatten the edges on the inside. After, he inspects the can again.] This'll work until I can make a box feeder with wood.
[ that is, frankly... an incredible talent, and dextera has to wonder where damian got something so sharp. he seems like a capable enough kid, but such a thing is beyond dangerous—but then, dextera has learned not to judge a book by its cover. the last person he judged as a kid turned out to be a minor deity, so maybe it's really not up to him to make impressions of people's skills. ]
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[ he holds out his hand for the can, hopefully, so that he can inspect it for himself even if he has no idea what he's looking for. he just likes to learn! ]
[Without hesitation, Damian hands the can off to Dextera.] I'll put holes around the can, big enough for their beaks. When you fill it, the pressure will keep the food from pouring out until they peck it.
With water... For now, it's best to use a simple can. I'll make you one that has a funnel they can peck for water, if I can find the materials.
[Damian nods at the can Dextera is holding.] The can holes are sharp, so you have to push them down on the inside. This is all very... elementary, but it'll do until we can make something better.
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But if we can't find any, we'll just dig up the grass and pack down the dirt. You can use old clothing for the egg box. [Feeders.] Do you have any aluminum cans? [He's not sure... when or where Dextera is from, so he signs out "aluminum" just in case.] Or--better still: pipe? A bucket?
You wouldn't have to hang them then. We could place them up higher.
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aluminum, needless to say, is perfectly familiar to him, so he nods along with damian's queries. there's hay around the town, he knows, if he can borrow some from all the people who have to feed their horses—it has color, too, which is a lucky thing even if it's not strictly necessary for thing that the chickens are just going to be scratching along.
so he guides damian into the house, extremely trusting, and pulls down some empty cans that probably once contained some unfortunate food. there are no pipes around, or buckets going unused, but cans? they got plenty. ]
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The cans should be just fine, more so because Damian Wayne is going to be the one getting a hold of them. He follows Dextera into the house, but tells Ace to stay at the door.
While Dextera gets the cans, he glances clinically around the place out of habit, and then he inspects the cans when they're retrieved. After a moment or two, he nods.] These are fine. [He tucks two under his arm, then holds a third in that hand. With the other, he pulls something out of the vice of the cloth belt just inside the layered robe.
It's black and shaped like the silhouette of a bat, and upon closer inspection, it resembles something like a shuriken. Apparently, it's decently sharp; when Damian uses it to dice the side of the can, it cuts through as if the can is butter.
He twists, creating a wide hole, then turns the can so he can use the flat side of the weapon to flatten the edges on the inside. After, he inspects the can again.] This'll work until I can make a box feeder with wood.
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[ he holds out his hand for the can, hopefully, so that he can inspect it for himself even if he has no idea what he's looking for. he just likes to learn! ]
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With water... For now, it's best to use a simple can. I'll make you one that has a funnel they can peck for water, if I can find the materials.
[Damian nods at the can Dextera is holding.] The can holes are sharp, so you have to push them down on the inside. This is all very... elementary, but it'll do until we can make something better.