Deimos
Accepting the coffee with a few rumbling notes of his own for Evie’s ears only, he watched quietly as the rest of the team strolled in, taking their places amongst the work. With somewhat of a surprise, he noted Talyson joining the Evergreen, along with the multitudes of other Halovians, with mixing the cement. His eyes narrowed, speculative over a few sips of the hot liquid, before leaving it be – intending to join Noah in the digging of snow.
Maybe it was the cold of the morning, but the cement was sluggish to get started. Both Evie and Talyson would find their efforts solidifying, requiring greater strength and precision, concentration and might, than previously. It set them back in accords and regards to time, but eventually, they’d win it over in the end.
The Sword joined the Sentinel in hastening with paws – all too eager for mischief as they burrowed and funneled their way down. His massive, but leaner form, ended up absorbing many of the blows of the polar bear’s long reach, but nonetheless more amused than anything else; content to hasten his restless, coiled energy with shaking off the offending melee. Before long, the two had ensured the cracks were unburied, ready to be patched away.
If the cement was ready.
Regaining his human form, the Warden resumed his inspection over the cement, glancing over, knowing the work had been difficult. “We can try using this.” If it became too much, they could always re-try.
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Evie and #Talyson (because dice) have had a hard time with the cement this morning. Hopefully it’ll still work out!
Deimos and Noah (mostly Noah) have dug out the portions that need to be patched up!
Patch away! No post order!
Maybe it was the cold of the morning, but the cement was sluggish to get started. Both Evie and Talyson would find their efforts solidifying, requiring greater strength and precision, concentration and might, than previously. It set them back in accords and regards to time, but eventually, they’d win it over in the end.
The Sword joined the Sentinel in hastening with paws – all too eager for mischief as they burrowed and funneled their way down. His massive, but leaner form, ended up absorbing many of the blows of the polar bear’s long reach, but nonetheless more amused than anything else; content to hasten his restless, coiled energy with shaking off the offending melee. Before long, the two had ensured the cracks were unburied, ready to be patched away.
If the cement was ready.
Regaining his human form, the Warden resumed his inspection over the cement, glancing over, knowing the work had been difficult. “We can try using this.” If it became too much, they could always re-try.
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Evie and #Talyson (because dice) have had a hard time with the cement this morning. Hopefully it’ll still work out!
Deimos and Noah (mostly Noah) have dug out the portions that need to be patched up!
Patch away! No post order!
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
