loren
Snorting at Jigano’s comment, Loren shook his head. ”No no. I’m good.” The summoner shot the bard a half-amused, half-resigned look. ”I have no doubt I won’t actually have to go looking for work. It seems to have a nasty habit of finding me. And if it doesn't I have a nastier habit of making it for myself.”
As Deimos arrived, Loren let out a little huff of laughter. However, he smiled at the General to let Deimos know the summoner was just amused. ”If we’re going to keep meeting like this, we should come up with a name. Hybrid dream team? Militia plus one? The bard and the boys?” His tone was joyfully teasing.
Settling into a more serious posture, the summoner nodded at the white-haired man’s instructions. Grinning briefly as Deimos immediately went to go off to paint, Loren tilted his head. ”Guess I’m on counter duty. At least it’ll get me ready for manning the stall.” Walking over, he examined the damaged wood briefly.
It was still attached on one side, so he shifted his fingers to claws to cut it away. Then he shifted fully back and retrieved another length of wood to serve as a new counter. Although he tried to use his telekinesis to hammer them in, the wood proved too stubborn (or his control too shitty). So he poked small holes to keep the nails in place while he hammered using his claws, then went back to the old fashioned method of hammering it into place using his actual hands.
As Deimos arrived, Loren let out a little huff of laughter. However, he smiled at the General to let Deimos know the summoner was just amused. ”If we’re going to keep meeting like this, we should come up with a name. Hybrid dream team? Militia plus one? The bard and the boys?” His tone was joyfully teasing.
Settling into a more serious posture, the summoner nodded at the white-haired man’s instructions. Grinning briefly as Deimos immediately went to go off to paint, Loren tilted his head. ”Guess I’m on counter duty. At least it’ll get me ready for manning the stall.” Walking over, he examined the damaged wood briefly.
It was still attached on one side, so he shifted his fingers to claws to cut it away. Then he shifted fully back and retrieved another length of wood to serve as a new counter. Although he tried to use his telekinesis to hammer them in, the wood proved too stubborn (or his control too shitty). So he poked small holes to keep the nails in place while he hammered using his claws, then went back to the old fashioned method of hammering it into place using his actual hands.
Never judge a book by its cover.
