"Thanks, love," said George, accepting the beer and taking a sip as he listened for Flora's next instructions. Now, he, personally, would have said the more escape routes, the better - he'd seen one too many shitstorms go down because a place didn't have enough exits - but he supposed that the exit to the Fingers would be enough for the time being.
He took another swig of his beer before setting it aside, prepared to get to work to haul out some of the boulders. Jack's idea was a good one, and George nodded his agreement. Never one to shy away from a little manual labor, he got to work with the boulders, grunting with effort as he pushed the larger boulders out of the way, building a makeshift dam around the entrance so that if and when water came through, it would hopefully stop at the rocks.
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George starts moving boulders and building a wall.
He took another swig of his beer before setting it aside, prepared to get to work to haul out some of the boulders. Jack's idea was a good one, and George nodded his agreement. Never one to shy away from a little manual labor, he got to work with the boulders, grunting with effort as he pushed the larger boulders out of the way, building a makeshift dam around the entrance so that if and when water came through, it would hopefully stop at the rocks.
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George starts moving boulders and building a wall.
xoxo, George
