[PQ] hold a weight

DEIMOS

Evie’s insinuations that she was fine, merely exhausted like the rest of them, earned her a nod, but still a cautious narrowing to his eyes. There was much to be done, and it was why he’d gathered them all there, to share in some of the monumental efforts. While he took and respected her pride, he’d still be watchful, mindful, of members of his extended family.

Then there were tasks. To his surprise, the Sword would share the efforts of blocking and boarding up the windows with Bastien, some muffled chuckle managing to brew and quell within his chest, not even bothering to ask what the artist meant by practice in binding and blinding apertures. At least in this accord, as they gathered the timber he’d rendered available, along with the blackened cloth (he’d permit Bastien to lay it out in whatever means he relished), he could ask and pry, just a little, about upcoming things. “How is Rexanna doing?” Last time he’d seen her she’d seemed drained and fatigued, and he only presumed that somehow meant the infant was coming soon (however that worked with the Voice). He listened for the answer in between the knocks of his hammer into wood, spreading the thinner pieces over obsidian shrouds and veils.

Bastien had been correct in his presumptions – and they worked efficiently, quickly, over the windows. Deimos allowed the smallest slip of his impressed machinations with a nod of his head and a snicker. “Well practiced indeed.” And since that had been done so quickly, they could move on to other portions of the work. Consulting his list, the beast considered options – some of which wouldn’t quite work for the Ascended. Instead, he tilted his head, and proffered another opportunity. “I would like to put up fencing for the luxere to stay within. Do you want to help with that?” He’d gathered plenty of wooden frames and posts outside the Temple, in hopes of keeping the mythical beasts contained.

Thereafter though, everyone else’s attempts seemed to falter and flicker.

Jigano, somehow, someway, did well at the beginning, and then fell prey to a rug’s thickened edges, managing to trip and fall. At least he’d had a soft landing, instead of stone and temple flooring, and could likely continue with his rug laying without issue. If he finished and finalized without another issue, he could choose from the list Deimos had left out on the closest table: lighting or heating resources requiring some efforts.

Unfortunately for Evie and Aisha, they wouldn’t be alone in their endeavors. While they prepared rooms, maneuvered bedding, found spaces and places they could consider hospitable, other creatures had already claimed their thresholds. Bats, disturbed and nervous, came flying out of the corners, some ducking and diving at Evie’s head, some confused, rattled, and addled, spiraling around Aisha’s form. Maybe there was a way to kindly evict them from the premises, or better yet, have them find another location?

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Bastien and Deimos have completed blocking out windows! They will move onto building fencing for the luxere!

Jigano trips over the rugs, but manages to complete his task. He can choose from gathering lighting or heating resources (and it should be available nearby).

Evie and Aisha have found some bats!

No post order!

He was something solid

to lean against

violent and fierce and unmoving