the baffled king composing hallelujah
It was with a quiet smile of acknowledgement that Ronin watched the Torchers fall into line. He called for assistance and it was given freely, and the walls went up in no time at all. (In reality, who knew how long it had been really. Probably all day). Sweating by now and pulling off his shirt to cool down, both Ronin and his projection headed up to climb atop their new extension, nodding to Sunjata.
"Nothin' like some backbreaking work in the sun, eh?" he called down to the other man, armed with a hammer and some nails to start getting the roof tacked in place. With any luck, the rest of their group would continue to follow suit.
"Nothin' like some backbreaking work in the sun, eh?" he called down to the other man, armed with a hammer and some nails to start getting the roof tacked in place. With any luck, the rest of their group would continue to follow suit.
