after fury
what do you do
Fastidious teamwork, with the occasional tease or taunt, made for successful ventures – before long Kiada’s commands and directions were followed through on his deft, keen work with hammer, nails, and lumber, and eventually, each portion had been reinforced. It was a great relief when he finally came off the ladder, a sensation of pride bolstered in his chest – intending to harbor and grant some essence of a sanctum for those intending to rest along these walls. He granted Kiada a steadfast grin, extending his triumph and victory to her too, before they maneuvered towards the front, arching his brow as Jigano, in horse form, and Amalia came parading in.The situation was nearly comical, and he made no intention of hiding his grin as they came rampaging in, supplies sliding every which way, amusement marking their endeavors. There was a mild snort of derision at the casualties and fallen, the poor comrades left on their own in the cold, leaning into the chaste kiss anyway. He raised his head at Wessex’s approach though, “Fairly well,” breaching his voice, pretending to diverting calamity wasn’t occurring in front of his eyes. The Queen was welcome to aid in their aspirations, but he didn’t ask it of her – almost pondering why she’d arrived; curiosity or checking up on them. Did she question their commitment?
He shrugged, found he didn’t care; his confidence and assurance in those assembled was enough to carry them through.
Once the supplies were all brought forth, he aided in bringing them inside, nodding at Remi and Amun as they returned from their preserving, efforts triumphant and seemingly none of their preserves lost. With everyone finally assembled together, unloading candles, lanterns, wood, and more food wherever they were needed or required was quick, fast, and swift work.
Finally, his eyes turned to Remi, thoughtful, everything else already scratched off his list. His gaze swung to Amalia and Wessex too, the only Naturals gathered there. “Is there anything else you think we need?” Otherwise, they’d be done – unless the alchemist wanted assistance in rooms being assembled, prepared, or anything else that made be committed to in short, working order with such a crowd.
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Let Remi,
with the remains?
DEIMOS
