Maybe Tal just didn't know his own strength? Or maybe he was just really unlucky. Given how some of his other attempts to help with shops and houses had gone, he was definitely leaning towards the latter, but either way he ended up sitting down hard on the floor while broken wood and mold cascaded down over his head.
Coughing and sneezing, he waved vaguely at Anna - though whether in reassurance or request for help was up for interpretation. He sat there a few minutes more, making sure the bump on his scalp wasn't anything worse than a bruise before picking himself up and scowling down at the broken wood piled at his feet. He almost kicked it, but managed to remember he had an audience and settled for grumbling over to the pile of supplies to find a burlap sack to stuff the old wood and nails into. He hauled it down and out of the Tower before puffing back up the stairs with a lingering cough. Sidling around the sweeping and mopping in progress and trying not to step on the wet floor, he snagged up the tools and spare wood that Koa provided and headed back outside once more to build his shelves in the fresh air - and out of the way of the cleaning crews!
Boreal chortled her victory with Pip, rising up on her hind legs and giving a mighty flap of her wings to clear char and spider legs off the lip of the balcony. When she came back down to Koa's admonition she cocked her head at him and blinked in innocent confusion. Cleaning? No, no, silly mammal! That's what humans were for!
But with Samael providing a more mature (and less chaotic) example, Boreal eventually snorted and used her head to tip a bucket over, then nosed a scrub brush around - occasionally picking it up and giving it a good shake in case it had developed a neck to snap in the intervening minutes.
Tal tries to make shelving happen while Boreal uh... helps(???) clean!
Coughing and sneezing, he waved vaguely at Anna - though whether in reassurance or request for help was up for interpretation. He sat there a few minutes more, making sure the bump on his scalp wasn't anything worse than a bruise before picking himself up and scowling down at the broken wood piled at his feet. He almost kicked it, but managed to remember he had an audience and settled for grumbling over to the pile of supplies to find a burlap sack to stuff the old wood and nails into. He hauled it down and out of the Tower before puffing back up the stairs with a lingering cough. Sidling around the sweeping and mopping in progress and trying not to step on the wet floor, he snagged up the tools and spare wood that Koa provided and headed back outside once more to build his shelves in the fresh air - and out of the way of the cleaning crews!
Boreal chortled her victory with Pip, rising up on her hind legs and giving a mighty flap of her wings to clear char and spider legs off the lip of the balcony. When she came back down to Koa's admonition she cocked her head at him and blinked in innocent confusion. Cleaning? No, no, silly mammal! That's what humans were for!
But with Samael providing a more mature (and less chaotic) example, Boreal eventually snorted and used her head to tip a bucket over, then nosed a scrub brush around - occasionally picking it up and giving it a good shake in case it had developed a neck to snap in the intervening minutes.
Tal tries to make shelving happen while Boreal uh... helps(???) clean!
