[PQ+] Death valley high

Hotaru

Perhaps Hadama senses her vigor and dedication to secrecy, or perhaps Mer tastebuds are not as attuned to sweetness, but as Hotaru and Sunjata lock eyes the Valkyrie's smile is a Cheshire curl of satisfaction. Wagers are exactly her speed, and still keeps the word of mouth from traveling too fast. Much as she'd love to see a talented businessman flourish she'd rather not let word travel over far lest she be forced to wait in a line or some such nonsense. “Consider yourself challenged then, and I await your best submission.” Her hand comes between them for a firm shake to seal the deal. With that, lunch is seemingly over. 

"Hardly a long enough break," she bemoans in the half breath she has before Sunjata kisses her, belligerent and illogical given she sees him every moment of every day. Swatting him lightly on the ass the moment he turns away to leave, Hotaru flounces toward her own task - stairs.

Nothing so grand as a spiral staircase, but needs must. "I need extra hands over here," she calls aimlessly, eyeing the longer milled sections that will need to form the skeletal sides and middle running support before any of the notches and steps are laid. It takes triple-measuring and careful alignment, but with luck they'll proceed smoothly with the project.

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Hotaru tackles stairs!

She doesn't care about your words
or how you'll try and save her