Uh... Hm. [ she's really not enjoying this new experience of not having everything planned out miles in advance. she sits down cross-legged and picks up another pole, putting two of them together in an upside down v-shape, trying to picture the entrance of a camping tent. ] Maybe... you put two together like this? [ except there's still a problem: ] And the fifth one... goes...
[ ... somewhere? Angel stares at the two poles in her hands for a few seconds, helpless, and then puts them down in abject defeat. they must be missing something here. she digs through the pile of tent parts, turns the fabric over— ]
Oh! Look, there's a connecting part for the poles. So two... go... [ she slots two of them into the piece to make the v-shape, then plugs a third pole in at a 90 degree angle from the other two, and puts another connector on the other end of it. ] And the fifth one is at the top? Like a triangular prism that goes inside the tent.
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[ ... somewhere? Angel stares at the two poles in her hands for a few seconds, helpless, and then puts them down in abject defeat. they must be missing something here. she digs through the pile of tent parts, turns the fabric over— ]
Oh! Look, there's a connecting part for the poles. So two... go... [ she slots two of them into the piece to make the v-shape, then plugs a third pole in at a 90 degree angle from the other two, and puts another connector on the other end of it. ] And the fifth one is at the top? Like a triangular prism that goes inside the tent.