"...Despite having essentially just argued myself around in a circle."

"...Yeah, that was still - useful.  Is the thing.  Because now I'm pretty sure I can insulate myself from the ego-death I'd experience if I just dunked my head in the Light like I was trying to use normal Void-y techniques."

"...Right.  Now all that remains is to actually do it."

Turning theory into practice is always the hardest part.  Still...  She knows what she's doing.

...She's pretty sure she knows what she's doing.  Once she consults some references.  And works out the logistics of how to fit all the enchants where they need to be.

Daisy starts on her books, once she's fairly sure Alicia is done talking to her, though she keeps an eye on the situation so she can pause if she's wanted.

There is the occasional mutter of things like "esolangs-ass fuckery, I swear, okay, if I put this over there then I can revert before it gets anywhere that shouldn't be going - and maybe that's a good tap point..." as Alicia works, but no real conversation.

DZ will get a good amount of reading done, then.

"...Bloody hell, I hate logograms.  They're what I have to work with, but I hate them.  At least I'm fucking done."

"Congratulations, ma'am."

That produces one (1) slightly strangled laugh-noise.

"Well.  With that done, all that's left is to actually enchant the thing."

"Or rather, there's the step where you actually get the parts that nominally should come first, but I can cheat that step pretty easily."  It's just a small-scale recreation of her favorite creation myth, after all.

Right.  Focus her mind, construct the framework, and...

Alicia Thorn's lightsaber hilt...

• ... Contains the enchantment framework drafted by Alicia Thorn.
• ... Is easy to wield.
• ... Is of appropriate size to be wielded by Alicia Thorn.
• ... Neither chafes nor pinches.
• ... Guards the hand that wields it.
• ... Is proofed against anything that would sunder it, or sunder what it contains.
• ... Is bound to Alicia Thorn's being, such that it will not be separated from her except by her own revocable choice.

Now, call to the Light, grab hold, and... pull...

The universe gets a little fuzzy around the edges for a bit, and when it's done...  Alicia has her lightsaber hilt.

"...Wait a...  Did I just...?"

She peers into the emitter shroud.

"...Well, it looks like I don't need to add an extra step for the focusing crystal.  Yay?  Just need to charge the actual enchantment."

Magic is cool. She doesn't interrupt, though.

Magic is cool!  And so are lightsabers!

"Right.  ...I probably shouldn't actually do that without supervision.  But I think I just made a lightsaber."

"Very good, ma'am. Master Deskyl might be waking up soon if you'd like to show her."

"She is who I was thinking of asking to make sure it wouldn't blow up in my face, I will admit."

"Yes ma'am." Will Alicia be heading back to the outbuilding, then?

No?  Probably not?  She's got things to think about - and Deskyl is presently asleep!

"...Now what else was it that was on my mind before I gave in to being distracted by lightsabers...  Oh!  If you have the schematics for any spare parts you'd need...  Or I could probably build something like the breadbox but for spare parts, come to think.  Or, hm.  Replacement parts, or else you will never be left a minute without a gnomish inventor wanting to borrow something once they find out what that does."

"...Hm.  Maybe I should just stick with regular fabrication.  I don't think that many mad scientists suddenly having parts for everything, no matter how, would be good for the planet's continued non-exploded-ness."

"I mean, I could just lock it to you like I've bound my lightsaber to me, I suppose.  But that seems...

"Criminally inelegant?  Wasteful?  Risky?  Something like that."

"If master Deskyl and I each had one and you could make another if needed, that seems likely to be sufficient, ma'am. Or perhaps you could make an unlocked one with a limited number of uses, for emergencies."

"...I could make one that only pulls out stuff in emergency or otherwise life-or-death situations, come to think.  Good idea."

"...Yeah, I can do that.  Just - going to need a minute to recover, first.  This sort of conjuration takes a lot out of me, but it's worthwhile."

And when Alicia has finished puttering about for a few minutes...

The world goes wibbly again.

DZ-12Q's Emergency Supplies Kit...

• ... Contains any and all supplies necessary to resolve ongoing matters of life or death, 'death' including potential eternal hibernation.
• ... Can only be used with [DZ-12Q]'s permission.
• ... Heals and fixes, rather than harming or destroying, save where the latter is the only option that preserves the life or lives of those using it for its intended purpose.
• ... Contains all relevant instructions for the task.
• ... Will not be separated from [DZ-12Q] except by her true and revocable consent.
• ... Responds to [Apprentice Deskyl] as [DZ-12Q]'s designated response person in the event of [DZ-12Q]'s incapacitation, imprisonment, or otherwise inaccessibility, unless [DZ-12Q] in her full and right mind would want otherwise.
• ... Is a size and weight that is portable by those that need to use it, no matter the circumstances.

"...This one is yours.  I don't want to surprise Deskyl if the same process does something she'd - well, be surprised by - in the process of making sure it's hers.  And - it's a magic item, it has rules, which I'm assuming you'd like to know?"

She scribbles out the above on her notepad, showing it to DZ until DZ indicates that she's done reading them, before summarily incinerating the notes.  And the next few pages, too.

"...Now that I'm thinking about it I probably should have asked you if there were specific things you wanted this to be.  I can still do that, if you'd prefer, though I'm not sure this one isn't kind of stuck with you because of that fifth item, which, uh, if you didn't want that, my apologies?  Sorry.  My brain gets ahead of itself a lot, when there's magic to be done."

"This will be fine, ma'am, thank you, assuming I can leave it behind when I don't want to carry it."