Kaisel
"Yeah and stay out!" Kaisel yells back for extra measure, dusting granola remnants from his fingers as the last of the birds flutter away. He can hardly take the credit, but he can't help but have the final say, even to an enemy's retreating back. At Maea's flash of thumbs, Kaisel returns the gesture. "I liked your fireflies!"
Liam's addressing them again though, so Kaisel's attention drifts back towards the man, leaning into a tall-armed stretch over his head as the orders are set out. His arms come down with a dead swing at his sides for a moment before he claps them together with renewed enthusiasm. "I think I'll stick to the straw, unless it's alright if the target dummies get built upside down and inside out." Which, he rather thinks he knows the answer to already, so Kaisel heads for the boxes with all the things and pulls out a few limp bodies. There's wooden stands there, which he ignores for now, and potato sacks and leather pouches here. He grabs the empty skins and sets them next to him on the ground. His legs sprawl out as one of the potato bags is hoisted into the space between, and he gathers the nearby straw from the crate next to him and begins to push fistfuls of it into the sack until it looks pregnant instead of like roadkill.
"If you got any arch nemesis, we could turn this into giant voodoo dolls," Kaisel calls out to Liam, glancing up briefly, before continuing to assemble more.
Kaisel stuffs hay into target dummies
Liam's addressing them again though, so Kaisel's attention drifts back towards the man, leaning into a tall-armed stretch over his head as the orders are set out. His arms come down with a dead swing at his sides for a moment before he claps them together with renewed enthusiasm. "I think I'll stick to the straw, unless it's alright if the target dummies get built upside down and inside out." Which, he rather thinks he knows the answer to already, so Kaisel heads for the boxes with all the things and pulls out a few limp bodies. There's wooden stands there, which he ignores for now, and potato sacks and leather pouches here. He grabs the empty skins and sets them next to him on the ground. His legs sprawl out as one of the potato bags is hoisted into the space between, and he gathers the nearby straw from the crate next to him and begins to push fistfuls of it into the sack until it looks pregnant instead of like roadkill.
"If you got any arch nemesis, we could turn this into giant voodoo dolls," Kaisel calls out to Liam, glancing up briefly, before continuing to assemble more.
Kaisel stuffs hay into target dummies
There's darkness in the distance
I'm beggin' for forgiveness
But I know I might resist it
I'm beggin' for forgiveness
But I know I might resist it
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
