Got a spark in your heart so strike it
How many men does it take to change a window? Three, plus a dance battle and god forged weapons.
He had no idea rebuilding would be so time consuming and soul-sucking. He thought drills and training was vampiric, but struggling with an inanimate object that is in a bad mood is going to desiccate him. His elbows flap as he pushes and shoves and shoulders and twists, and all the while he groans and moans and mutters and curses at the damn frame. He can absolutely see why these two nearly came to blows, he's about to beat up the building soon.
Leaning against the wall so they can all catch a breath and try again, Kaisel's attention lifts at the sound of his name, gaze flicking to Zavien and Damien. He raises his hand in acknowledgement of the idea, and steps over to Damien to take the cuffs, pocketing his knuckle dusters for now. "I hope this does the trick," he admits, but he's more than willing to give whatever might help a shot.
Freshly equipped and just as determined, if not more so, Kaisel and the two men try to fit the window into place again, the cuffs helping him reach further to better guide the slot into place. It shudders into place with a final, relenting click, and the three of them all cheer for a moment.
The two men wander off to more work, likely avoiding windows, and Kaisel would be doing the same. Instead he steps in beside Zavien and using both the cuffs and his re-applied knuckle dusters, helps move and pummel rubble into organized stacks, at least until Damien steps, at which point he'd offer one of the tools if desired.
Kaisel gets the cuffs from Damien and helps set the window! Then he helps Zavien with rubble using his knuckle dusters and the cuffs.
He had no idea rebuilding would be so time consuming and soul-sucking. He thought drills and training was vampiric, but struggling with an inanimate object that is in a bad mood is going to desiccate him. His elbows flap as he pushes and shoves and shoulders and twists, and all the while he groans and moans and mutters and curses at the damn frame. He can absolutely see why these two nearly came to blows, he's about to beat up the building soon.
Leaning against the wall so they can all catch a breath and try again, Kaisel's attention lifts at the sound of his name, gaze flicking to Zavien and Damien. He raises his hand in acknowledgement of the idea, and steps over to Damien to take the cuffs, pocketing his knuckle dusters for now. "I hope this does the trick," he admits, but he's more than willing to give whatever might help a shot.
Freshly equipped and just as determined, if not more so, Kaisel and the two men try to fit the window into place again, the cuffs helping him reach further to better guide the slot into place. It shudders into place with a final, relenting click, and the three of them all cheer for a moment.
The two men wander off to more work, likely avoiding windows, and Kaisel would be doing the same. Instead he steps in beside Zavien and using both the cuffs and his re-applied knuckle dusters, helps move and pummel rubble into organized stacks, at least until Damien steps, at which point he'd offer one of the tools if desired.
Kaisel gets the cuffs from Damien and helps set the window! Then he helps Zavien with rubble using his knuckle dusters and the cuffs.
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
