Kaisel
Haters on my back like a backpack
Water comes rushing back on the section he's assessing, the last section thankfully, as the wielder is suddenly looking elsewhere. "Hey!" he complains lightly, just scrambling back before he's engulfed, the cement luckily seeming no worse for the wear after just having had enough time to dry. Squinting up accusingly, it's an immediate eyeroll that follows to find much of his group engaged in fraternization. "Really?" he huffs, getting back to his feet and dusting his hands off on each other. "Hey Audrey! Sara! Your guys' diarrhea still acting up?" he calls out to the two women laying it on thick with one of the beach goers. If they chase him down, well at least he's got them hooked and can lead them back to work. "I think we got pills for that back by the lumber pile!" He's already en route to ball tap Josh and Ian. It's like trying to corral a bunch of horny cats, for fuck's sake.
After telling the distractions that they're welcome to the water, he catches sight of the food wagon and uses it to prompt the staggered return closer to the area of the barn with everyone. "Hey look, tacos!" he calls out, using the food as a lure and his hands placed on the backs of some to drag them along.
Sighing dramatically as he sidles up beside Flora to smash his several tacos, he admires the progress they've made while he chews. Wow, that must have been a pane to install! Grinning without remorse, he watches the rest of the building be put together before long, fitting together like a well arranged 3D puzzle set. With his own eagerness humming just beneath his skin, powered up by tacos and the potential of what this place will be, Kaisel is fully alert when Flora calls them back to task. "Leave the furniture to me," he says with an over the top salute before heading out to drag the pieces he'd inspected earlier inside, calling over what soldiers he can to assist with moving the furniture pieces.
Kaisel picks #1 chairs/tables assembled and brought in.
After telling the distractions that they're welcome to the water, he catches sight of the food wagon and uses it to prompt the staggered return closer to the area of the barn with everyone. "Hey look, tacos!" he calls out, using the food as a lure and his hands placed on the backs of some to drag them along.
Sighing dramatically as he sidles up beside Flora to smash his several tacos, he admires the progress they've made while he chews. Wow, that must have been a pane to install! Grinning without remorse, he watches the rest of the building be put together before long, fitting together like a well arranged 3D puzzle set. With his own eagerness humming just beneath his skin, powered up by tacos and the potential of what this place will be, Kaisel is fully alert when Flora calls them back to task. "Leave the furniture to me," he says with an over the top salute before heading out to drag the pieces he'd inspected earlier inside, calling over what soldiers he can to assist with moving the furniture pieces.
Kaisel picks #1 chairs/tables assembled and brought in.
Blowin' up I'm fucking flawless
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
