HARPER
Harper has not had the chance to meet Kaiden before today, but it's not the time for introductions and small talk - at least not yet. There is an array of colorful stones, some cracked and exposed and others whole and externally plain, and an expanse of cold blue water that needs exploring. Considering the cutting breeze out on the ocean's edge and his own plainly human resistance to cold (that being not much) Harper can't help but eagerly jump on choosing from all the available tasks first.
"I'm not exactly eager to swim in this weather, so I'll sort the stones," he pronounces with a jaunty salute and a grin Hadama's way as he goes about doing just that. It's a mindless but nevertheless enjoyable task, something he would've done in grade school if he'd ever gone. With hands protected by flexible gloves, Harper sets about making piles, ensuring they're far enough apart to not have any overflow issues.
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Harper begins sorting the colors!
"I'm not exactly eager to swim in this weather, so I'll sort the stones," he pronounces with a jaunty salute and a grin Hadama's way as he goes about doing just that. It's a mindless but nevertheless enjoyable task, something he would've done in grade school if he'd ever gone. With hands protected by flexible gloves, Harper sets about making piles, ensuring they're far enough apart to not have any overflow issues.
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Harper begins sorting the colors!
oh poor atlas, the world's a beast of a burden
and you've been holding on a very long time
and you've been holding on a very long time
