[There's a workbench (a dining room table, really) where... it's not that there's no clutter, it's that all the clutter has been pushed up against the wall. There's an assortment of notes pinned to the wall with thin spikes of yellow crystal. Instead of labware, he has Mason jars and wineglasses, along with a very crude still constructed from two jars, a garden hose, and some more crystalline growths.]
[Also, there's a chunk of the floor that someone seems to have gently convinced to go and melt into the far wall, and a patch of bare dirt where it was peeled up from.]
As you can see, it isn't much. The microscope will be a necessary next step...
[Albedo pulls a sliver of crystal out of the wall, spearing the paper it was holding on a different spike, like a butcher bird. In his hand, the crystal melts like butter, and he reshapes it into a crude yellow lens. He holds it up, peering at Kuja through it.]
Re: date: /vague handwave. midmonthish? before rinne's town hall
[Also, there's a chunk of the floor that someone seems to have gently convinced to go and melt into the far wall, and a patch of bare dirt where it was peeled up from.]
As you can see, it isn't much. The microscope will be a necessary next step...
[Albedo pulls a sliver of crystal out of the wall, spearing the paper it was holding on a different spike, like a butcher bird. In his hand, the crystal melts like butter, and he reshapes it into a crude yellow lens. He holds it up, peering at Kuja through it.]
Hm... looking a little jaundiced.