Kaisel
Haters on my back like a backpack
Surveying the task before them with all the critical care of a man with a lawn, Kaisel stands in a very dad-like pose, hands at his hips and something of concentration on his face. Flora's voice lands somewhere between analyzing their supply piles and judging the form of the soldiers shuffling around. He knows exactly what she means, and more importantly, what this means. He bumps her shoulder with his. "It's a good thing you've got more than a cat then," he offers brightly, as if the wear and tear of everything she's crawled through is light enough to be nothing more than a joke. Certainly easier to handle it then.
His hands finally abandon their post at his hips, pulling up the dark grey sleeves of his light sweater-shirt, the buttons undone on his chest enough to let the mild breeze come under the fabric. The work more than the temperature also sees him fit out in black work pants and boots, more than ready to get dirty today. "That's what she said!" he fires off quickly on the heels of Danta's remark. His attention swings away from the build site to the Maverick, grinning in response to the wagging eyebrows as if he's in on the joke and not the target. He does his very best never to think about the fight they shared, although there's no denying it sits underneath everything just the same.
KKiada as Flora had already told him, catches his eye next though and his devilish smirk fades to something lighter and more curious. "Nice scar!" he offers as easily as if complimenting her hair, nodding towards the x on her neck.
Kai is here~
His hands finally abandon their post at his hips, pulling up the dark grey sleeves of his light sweater-shirt, the buttons undone on his chest enough to let the mild breeze come under the fabric. The work more than the temperature also sees him fit out in black work pants and boots, more than ready to get dirty today. "That's what she said!" he fires off quickly on the heels of Danta's remark. His attention swings away from the build site to the Maverick, grinning in response to the wagging eyebrows as if he's in on the joke and not the target. He does his very best never to think about the fight they shared, although there's no denying it sits underneath everything just the same.
KKiada as Flora had already told him, catches his eye next though and his devilish smirk fades to something lighter and more curious. "Nice scar!" he offers as easily as if complimenting her hair, nodding towards the x on her neck.
Kai is here~
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
