Clambering up the ladder with someone well practiced in using rails for footing and heights she might fall from, Colt arrives on the roof to help tar the surface. The sides are slanted to help with run off and snow weight, but the tar will keep it waterproofed. As she slathers it on, the other workers layer and affix the thick roof tiles. The pattern ensures there's no gaps for something to sit and rot into, because she doesn't mean to be out here repairing this roof every season.
Maea does excellent work with getting the doors attached and swinging. They're large and heavy, permitting larger equipment to pull up close and make offloading simpler, but with the help of the other crew members they make it happen. MeanwhileDamien and Aria have done nice and neat work with the vents. They help bring light into the shed and vent out heat, slotted and slatted just right to keep rats and other vermin out. Though, feed sheds always have a way of attracting them, and that's what the barn cats around here will be keeping watch over.
Leaning back from her stooped work, Colt blots some sweat off her 'brow, worked up despite the chill of the season. She glances around with a sparkle at the fresh and wonderful structures that lay around them, strong and better than ever. "I'd say we're done!" she calls out from the roof, tossing her hat in celebration and with a whoop of approval. Some of the other workers cheer, relief palpable with the hard labor done and the enjoyment all that's left.
Making it down from the ladder, Colt grabs up her hat with a sly smile offered to everyone. "Can't thank you all enough, this really meant a lot to the ranch. As promised, payment and food aplenty are at the bunkhouse down the way. Stay as long as you like, the boys are grillin' and playing cards." She nods towards everyone, clapping a few on the back or folding them into a hug. For Maea she tips her hat and smiles, "always welcome back, Maea." And toDamien, she turns, softening from earlier now that the bustle of activity and the threat of work has died out. She doesn't apologize though, but she does lean in to offer Aria a scritch. "Don't be a stranger now."
As the crowds disperse, going to the bunkhouse or home, Colt lingers back to the front gates they'd just made and works to finish the last thing. Hanging her new sign, the new brand of this place. Deadiron Ranch.
Done, thanks guys!
[FIN]
Maea does excellent work with getting the doors attached and swinging. They're large and heavy, permitting larger equipment to pull up close and make offloading simpler, but with the help of the other crew members they make it happen. Meanwhile
Leaning back from her stooped work, Colt blots some sweat off her 'brow, worked up despite the chill of the season. She glances around with a sparkle at the fresh and wonderful structures that lay around them, strong and better than ever. "I'd say we're done!" she calls out from the roof, tossing her hat in celebration and with a whoop of approval. Some of the other workers cheer, relief palpable with the hard labor done and the enjoyment all that's left.
Making it down from the ladder, Colt grabs up her hat with a sly smile offered to everyone. "Can't thank you all enough, this really meant a lot to the ranch. As promised, payment and food aplenty are at the bunkhouse down the way. Stay as long as you like, the boys are grillin' and playing cards." She nods towards everyone, clapping a few on the back or folding them into a hug. For Maea she tips her hat and smiles, "always welcome back, Maea." And to
As the crowds disperse, going to the bunkhouse or home, Colt lingers back to the front gates they'd just made and works to finish the last thing. Hanging her new sign, the new brand of this place. Deadiron Ranch.
Done, thanks guys!
[FIN]
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
