Liam
Why do you stay until you see blood?
Why does the weight fall upon us?
Why does the weight fall upon us?
Snagging the offered bandana, Liam nodded his thanks as he tied the fabric around his face, ensuring that his hat remained solidly in place. When he was done, he was certain he looked like some kind of sand bandit - but it kept the worst of the sun from his eyes and the dust from his nose and mouth, so it seemed like a fair enough trade. Hazel eyes flickered between the two women, weighing their relationship with a measured gaze. He'd never quite understood friendship that rankled, but it wasn't his business or his place to question, so he mentally shrugged it off and turned his attention to the task at hand.
Considering the options, Liam grabbed at the shovel. While he had no doubts about Colt's ability to handle the (arguably harder) task of shoveling, there was something gentlemanly in him, something that he didn't even quite recognize for himself, that refused to allow her to take on the extra work when she already had so much to shoulder. "I believe that leaves the rake for you," he commented, eyes crinkling as he smiled at Colt from beneath the bandana. "Lead the way."
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Liam selects the shovel!
Considering the options, Liam grabbed at the shovel. While he had no doubts about Colt's ability to handle the (arguably harder) task of shoveling, there was something gentlemanly in him, something that he didn't even quite recognize for himself, that refused to allow her to take on the extra work when she already had so much to shoulder. "I believe that leaves the rake for you," he commented, eyes crinkling as he smiled at Colt from beneath the bandana. "Lead the way."
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Liam selects the shovel!
We're on the same side in the same war
Why stay 'til you see blood?
Why stay 'til you see blood?
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
