Here She Comes

 -This is where we get off Planck! Thanks again for the ride mister!

 -No problem miss, a deal is a deal. Still, I can't believe THIS is the best way to stack 17 boxes!

Girl with blond curls wearing a blue cardigan hurried the boy with slicked-back blond hair and glasses as she was searching for something in her special tool bag.

-Wait till I show you optimal packaging for 10.. Here!

-... I'm not sure if I'm impressed or scared.

-Be both!

-Lucy please stop harassing the merchants with your boxes. People might start calling you a maniac.

Planck was there mostly for moral support. Occasionally to remind her of something or help think things through. Ever since she came to this world she's been treating him like a younger brother she's never had.

-Better a maniac than - oh look! 

Quite ironically Arithmia didn't have many mathematicians. So Lucy had her hands quite full everyday. Today was no different. She was asked to help with land disputes in the newly conquered territory. As per usual, people were wondering how come there was water in the floodplains. And when the tides fell, boundaries were gone. It was hard to claim someone else's building after the flood, albeit there were a few attempts, but people were mostly fighting about trees.

-People live like that?

Planck was a clean freak. Eyes full of horror whenever someone would eat with their hands. Mud left by the high tides made him question the sanity of his fellow humans.

-Well, it seems you'll do just fine by yourself Lucy! I'll go arrange a way ba—

-Look! The old man!

Lucy happily exclaimed as she grabbed Planck by his collar and started dragging him through the mud.

-NO! I YIELD!

His screams gathered attention of folk around, including an elder man wearing a Toga-like attire.

-Here she comes.. Lucy!

-How are we doing today Mr Propor?

-MY PANTS! COVERED IN MUD!

-Good to see you too Planck. Land disputes are no fun to work on. Someone allegedly tried to move their boundary marker in the middle of the night.

-That's criminal!

-That's smart.

-That's why we called you, we need you to find immovable points to use as markers and draw the boundary lines anew.

-I got just the thing..

Girl's grey glove grabbed a rope too big to fit in her bag. She's always looking away whenever she's using her special tool bag, as if letting its magic find the right item for her.

-100 royal cubits long rope! Knots spaced every cubit...

-If you keep staring at it with stars in your eyes you'll burn it.