Mirabelle had left for her room to cover the hole in the back of her mesh...but she needed to get a few things out for that first. This was extended to just unpack everything now and fix it afterwards after she remembered the large amount of things she had brought. She took a good look around the room before getting started, trying to decide where she would put everything. Most of the stuff that she brought had no practical purpose for her, most being alchemy tools that she didn't know the purpose of, but they comforted her enough to justify bringing them. Of course, some of it she did know of and have a use for outside the purely comforting so she started putting those up first. She had a construct that resembled a bendable tree, save for the fact that each side was even and each 'branch' ended in a mirror, which was put on the desk. She decided to store her father's journal on there too, figuring that it would be hard to lose it there. There was the carry-on tool kit that she used to store the ingredients for the Alchemical soul as well as the mesh ingredients, which was put by the dresser. There were the few mixing implements that were needed which she put on the desk with the mirror tree, and the repair tools that she dedicated a drawer to. The rest of the assorted objects were put on the dresser or, if they were durable enough, on the floor against the wall. Any papers that she brought, most holding info on engineering and alchemy with the odd planned prototype of herself, were hung haphazardly on the walls, like they were at home. Finally, she put the clothes that she had brought either in the drawer or in the closet. When all was said and done, everything looked cluttered but rather neat all things considering.
With that done, she set herself to fixing the hole she had made in the mesh. First she bended the mirror tree around her head, having each mirrors reflection reflect another's so that she could see the back of her head. She cut off the streched edges around the hole, taking care to not cut some of the hair out and make an obvious patch of exposed mesh in the back of her head. Taking the ingredients out, she blended them into a foam/paste mixture (she didn't know which it was classified as) before plastering it into the hole quickly, before it set, and pushed the hole together. After a minute, she took her hand away and looked at the result. It looked fine enough that you wouldn't notice unless you were actively looking, and that was before she ruffled her hair to cover it, making it unnoticable.
She went to put her bags away in the closet, picking one up before noticing something. There was something in the side pocket of it, weighting the bad down slightly. She opened it up before she remembered what it was. She had bought some jam before she had left, and had stored them in there as a peace offering, in case she had scared or angered anyone. She didn't know why she thought it would help, especially since they were labeled in spanish, but she had read about people giving such gifts to ease tensions so...it seemed like a good idea. Now though...best to just stuff them in the fridge and leave them for everyone else. She grabbed the jars, 7 in total and all in different flavors, and took them out with her as she left the room.
She found Ohka counting to...something. She said 1, 2, and 3000 but skipped the 2997 numbers inbetween...was she trying to by something? Whatever she was doing, Sierra shut it down. Mirabelle decided to interject then, taking her chance and running with it.
"I back. Um...i brought some preserves from home...well, my local market. Sorry about them being in spanish...I'll, uh, just put them in the fridge in case you guys want some." She then moved to the fridge and put them in before returning to the others.
