Kaisel
Haters on my back like a backpack
Relieved that he didn't get his legs swept out from under him and pinned to the ground by the mob of women, he's happy to have their grumbling backs to look at instead. Easy as pie, which is about right because in his experience pie isn't fucking easy at all and who the fuck came up with that phrase.
Remaining nearby to lend a hand as needed with the shifting of supplies and beams as the group works the framework into place, Kaisel brightens as he bears witness to the new shape of the bar coming to life. "This is gonna be lit," he asserts, which is maaaaybe in bad taste given the history of the place now, but that doesn't cross his mind in the slightest. The ashes hardly matter now than what they're raising out of them.
Flora's clap draws his attention for new command, and he throws her a thumbs up before swinging back to his designated crew. Resisting the urge to say he understands some of them might not know how to make something wet, not desiring to evade his own ball taps, he rallies with a pun instead. "Water we waiting for soldiers!?" He grins delightfully, sweeping them along with him with the arc of his arm. "Everyone, take a few buckets and pour them in one at a time." In their stash of supplies they collect the needed water and ferry it over on shoulders and hands to the mixing station to create the dough necessary for construction.
Kaisel makes it rain
Remaining nearby to lend a hand as needed with the shifting of supplies and beams as the group works the framework into place, Kaisel brightens as he bears witness to the new shape of the bar coming to life. "This is gonna be lit," he asserts, which is maaaaybe in bad taste given the history of the place now, but that doesn't cross his mind in the slightest. The ashes hardly matter now than what they're raising out of them.
Flora's clap draws his attention for new command, and he throws her a thumbs up before swinging back to his designated crew. Resisting the urge to say he understands some of them might not know how to make something wet, not desiring to evade his own ball taps, he rallies with a pun instead. "Water we waiting for soldiers!?" He grins delightfully, sweeping them along with him with the arc of his arm. "Everyone, take a few buckets and pour them in one at a time." In their stash of supplies they collect the needed water and ferry it over on shoulders and hands to the mixing station to create the dough necessary for construction.
Kaisel makes it rain
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
