[PQ] by the sea shore

The Ark hadn't been going on as many voyages as of late, for reasons that were not entirely clear to Saiden. Given that he and Jack didn't really speak beyond passing interactions, the cook didn't know the reasons. However, the eruption had just made everything worse.

Given that there was little for him to do when the whole crew was in port, he'd decided to cash in on some of his recent goodwill and open up a small place to sell seafood. It wasn't going to be anything fancy, just a little shack with a grill and an oven, along with some tables and chairs.

There was a small room in the back he was planning to use for his pantry. The outside of the building had an old paint job that was cracked and peeling, and had faded to an indeterminate color. All of it could be securely locked up when he wasn't in town.

After discretely letting a few people know, word had spread more rapidly than he'd intended. Still, he wasn't going to turn help away. He stood just inside, whistling a cheerful tune, hands in his pockets. Next to him were all the supplies he needed to get this place set up. Although it was unfortunate he'd traded in a bunch of favors for all this, he been saving up for a while.

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This is a PQ to help Saiden set up a small restaurant. There are currently two open spots, though I can open up more upon request.

1. Weaver
2. Delphia
3. Sunjata

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What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.

She is familiar with trading favors to get something started. She'd cashed in far more than her fair share, and owed a substantial amount of free drinks and booze to get the Kraai going. They were almost done, and perhaps they would already be done if she didn't keep sneaking away to enjoy Torchline. She timed her trips well though, making sure things were happening in the background as she left and would be ready for her upon return. They were down to the details; glasses and dishes and kitchenware, all things that needed to be made and sent to her.

So for now, with nothing else to do on her own place, she comes to help Saiden. Word spreads shockingly easily, and when she'd heard he needed help, she figured she might as well come lend a hand. Maybe because she liked Saiden and wanted to be a decent friend. Maybe because she liked his fish. Maybe both. Either way, she arrives in a t-shirt and yes, still wearing pants and boots. Some habits die hard, and she doesn't like skirts all that much. Particularly not for working.

Weaver heads inside, finding Saiden whistling in the little restaurant. "I gather you need a hand?" she says, half question, half statement. She comes to stand near him, not that that's too hard in this place, and waits for instructions.

Weaver

Delphia

Seeing death as the end of life
Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean

Why was Delphia there? She wasn't exactly sure and had nothing to do with leveling requirements. But there she was, strolling down the beach, when she got the distinct impression that someone was looking for help. So she followed her whims, guided by spirits that were surprisingly active in Torchline. Perhaps it was the lively lifestyle that gave them the extra energy that they seemed to lack so many other places.

Eventually she ducked into a building and before her stood a man she did not know, and a woman she recognized from somewhere because loopy doopy timelines. "I can help as well."

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all that we got is a dream and a glock and we don't believe anything that they say

“Ah, so this is your Torchline attire?” Sunjata rumbles to Weaver as he enters the building, a small smile crossing his face as he goes to greet her a bit more fully. “Good to see you, I have a gift for you.” He adds, recalling the cigarettes he’d snatched up, waiting for the next trip to Halo. Seeing as she was her now, that certainly made it easier.

But that’s not why he’s here.

He turns to Saiden then, offering the man a nod and a smile, shifting on his feet a small amount. “Saiden.” He offers with a nod of his head, ready to help prep this place and get it going. Always a fan of fish, and the idea that this man is Seren’s uncle, it makes sense that he’d find a way to get involved with it somehow.

But that’s not the last person who’s already arrived. He spots Delphia, crossing his arms and pointedly ignoring her as he waits for the tasks to be laid out.

SUNJATA

When Weaver arrived, Saiden smiled at her. "I'll always take a hand from you." He winked at her, though it was more playful than suggestive.

As an unknown woman approached, his eyes swept over her. She clearly wasn't from around here, but that didn't bother him. Nodding, he grinned. "Thanks for showing up. I'm Saiden. What's your name?" He didn't see any particular need to introduce himself further, given his recent (and occasionally unfortunate) fame in Haulani.

Finally Sunjata showed up, and the cook gave the other man a pleased look. "Hey there. How's it going?" When it became apparent no one else was going to show up, the Hali rubbed his hands together.

"Alright, thanks again for coming. Here's what we need to do." He gestured at the oven and the stove, which were currently in the center of the main room. "I need those to get set against the far wall. That's a two person job. There are also tables and chairs outside that need to be brought in." Pointing at the door in the back, he looked back at them. "There's a pantry through there, but a lot of the shelves have rotted through or been damaged. Someone needs to nail new ones in place. There are planks and nails in the back, along with a saw."

Then he turned to the front door. "Finally, the outside needs to be cleaned up and painted. Pick your tasks and I'll work on whatever is left." That done, he gestured for them to get on with it.

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There are three tasks:
Fixing the shelves in the pantry: one person job
Clean up and painting the outside: one person job
Moving the stove, oven, and rest of the furniture: two person job

No post order! Please put what your character does at the bottom of your next reply.

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all that we got is a dream and a glock and we don't believe anything that they say

He could absolutely be worse, that's for sure. But he doesn’t comment on it, not as tasks are laid out, and the idea of a two person job has him slipping back toward Weaver’s side, trying to keep as far away from Delphia as he can. “Want to move the stove and the rest of it with me? I should probably stay away from the shelving.” He asks with a tilt of his head and some amusement of his help with the Kraai, pausing and waiting for a response before moving further in to get a handle on the items they’re moving.

He starts with the oven, prepared to move it to where Saiden wants it, before moving on with the rest of the stove and ensuring everything is prepped and ready, that it won’t require too much work to get them going. But also to make sure they wouldn’t start a fire should something have been put in place wrong.

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Sunjata asks Weaver to help him with the stove, oven, and furniture and gets started!

SUNJATA

What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.

Saiden’s greeting is warm. ”Only one though,” she says, tucking one of her hands behind her back in a playful gesture. Perhaps she’d do more, but there are others arriving and now doesn’t seem like the time. Sunjata arrives, coming to greet her with a rather wonderful gift. ”I had to trade some ningo jerky for some semi-appropriate attire. Everything I owned was a bit too warm,” she says with a chuckle, a hand reaching out for the pack of cigarettes with a very pleased nod of thanks. ”You are my hero.”

And then Saiden is laying out the tasks for them. Sunjata asks her to help with the stove and the oven, and she chuckles at the joke. ”I would blame the old shelving, but it is more fun to blame you,” she says with a teasing lilt to her voice. There is something very sisterly in the way she treats Sunjata, and it is not unlike how she once was with her brothers.

While she probably would have prefered to bring in chairs, she knows how Sunjata feels about Delphia right about now and she doesn’t mind keeping him away from her. So she makes her way to join him, figuring it’ll be more fun with a friend. Weaver helps to move things as Saiden and Sunjata direct, happy to take her cues from them and simply be another pair of hands.

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Weaver helps Sunjata move the oven, stove and stuff.

Weaver

Delphia

Seeing death as the end of life
Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean

If Delphia noticed Sunjata's discomfort, she certainly didn't show it, focusing instead on the man who apparently needed the help. "I am Delphia. It is good to meet you, Saiden." she said with a small smile, though it shone more in her gaze than the curl of her lips.

He laid out the tasks and the other two were quick to head out to move the furniture and ovens. "I can clean up and paint the outside." she said, voice almost distant. And so she stepped outside, appraising the state of the siding. Seeing a coarse brush, she picked it up and set to scrubbing off the peeling paint to make a smooth surface to paint on.

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Delphia goes outside and begins to remove the old, peeling paint from the siding.

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"I'll take what I can get." Smirking a bit at Weaver's response, Saiden grew more professional the moment the others showed up. "Nice to meet you too, Delphia. And thanks again, everyone. Holler if you need me." Nodding as the other three went off to their respective tasks, Saiden moved on to the back room.

However, it might've been better for him to stay in the main room, because Sunjata and Weaver immediately ran into trouble. Weaver just completely failed to budge her side. Sunjata, on the other hand, somehow fucked up even worse. He got it off the ground, whereupon it immediately slipped out of his grip, managing to crash down onto his foot. Thankfully, it wasn't high up when it dropped, but it would bruise him and hurt like a bitch.

Everywhere else, at least, things went smoothly. Delphia's efforts to remove the old paint would go swimmingly. However, she still had a lot of painting and stripping left to do. In the back, Saiden would pick up a saw to remove the old, splintered shelves. Despite his relative lack of experience, he managed to begin removing the old shelves without issue. However, there were still shelves to get rid of, along with installing the new ones.

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No post order!

Sunjata and Weaver spectacularly failed to budge the oven including a crit fail from Sunjata
Delphia was successful at removing the peeling paint
Saiden was successful at removing some of the shelves

Coding base by Sky!

all that we got is a dream and a glock and we don't believe anything that they say

A chuckle is given to Weaver at the comment of the clothes – an understanding nod to that. He’d had to do it one of the first time’s he’d gone to Halo and nearly froze to death. But he hands her the pack, a mock bow as if he’s well aware he’s this hero she seeks, before snorting and moving on to work on lifting the stove and oven. “I’m usually the scapegoat.” He rumbles with a tease, despite the fact that his nyala form lets him compel the goats, a little half hidden pun beneath it.

But all the fun and games begins to shift away, not as the oven they try to move slips promptly out of their hands and falls flat on his foot. It hits the space atop the arch, Korofi curses spurting from his lips as he tries to lift the oven to get his foot out from beneath it, trying to right it and also put less weight on the foot. He can already feel his heartbeat thundering within it, pausing to gain his breath and let the pain subside enough he might be able to try to scoot the oven over.

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Sunjata drops the fuckin oven on his foot and then after a bit of recovering LOL tries to slide the oven over.

SUNJATA

What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.

They really are not good at this whole building thing, are they? Broken shelves, impossible locks, stone golems, and now they can’t even move an oven. Weaver can’t get a decent grip on it, a problem that comes from sweating in heat she will never be used to. Her hands are clammy and slick, and Sunjata gets ahead of her and then drops it. Well fuck.

Weaver does her best to help get the oven off Sunjata’s foot, and then throws what little healing magic she has at his injury. It may not make the pain go away completely, but it should help a decent bit. Small cuts and bruises didn’t seem to be too much for the untrained magic. ”Give me a sec,” she says, looking around to find some dust and then rubbing her hands in it. Thanks for the tip, Harper.

”Okay, maybe we can stop sucking?” she says with a grin, coming back to help scoot the oven instead of lift. Maybe that would go better for the both of them.

***
Weaver heals Sunjata’s foot and then helps slide the oven after covering her hands in dust. She blames the sweat. It’s hot here.

Weaver

Delphia

Seeing death as the end of life
Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean

Delphia was pleased to see her work coming along so well. It was slow progress, but very satisfying to say the least. As paint fell from the boards she methodically swept them away. But once the easy bits had been scraped off, she had to strip the paint that still stuck strongly to the walls of the building.

Fortunately, true to his word, Saiden had left out the mixture she needed to do just that. And so she set to the task, applying the paint stripper to work its magic before wiping and scraping away the last remnants of the old paint.

She hoped everyone else was having as enjoyable peaceful a time as she was with their tasks!

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Delphia uses paint stripper to get the last bits of old paint off the sideboards.

Coding base by Sky!

This time around, Sunjata would have some success with the oven. His end would slide into place without incident. Well, so long as the unholy screeching of metal across wood was considered without incident.

Weaver, however, would not stop sucking. She would find that muscles trained for the quick motions of a scythe weren't exactly suited for brute force maneuvering. Try as she might, her end would only slide a little bit across the floor.

Outside, at least, things continued to go well. Delphia would have no issues stripping the remaining paint from the sideboards. However, now she had a lot of actual painting to do. And sadly, her hopes didn't help Weaver. Similarly, in the back, Saiden would find he removed the remaining shelves easily However, now he had to install the new ones.

Coding base by Sky!

What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.

She is very aware that she’s not all that strong, but still, she should be able to move a damn oven with someone else. Weaver flops onto the ground, annoyed, and just stares at the oven for a minute as if she might be able to move it with her mind. ”Well fuck,” she mutters. What a shame that she doesn’t have telekinesis instead of fire, right about now. It’s not like she could move the oven with fire. Though she could just burn it, which would solve the problem of it needing to be moved in the first place. Saiden may never invite her back, though.

So she tries a different tactic. Still sitting, Weaver puts both feet against the oven and braces her hands against the floor. Her legs are stronger than her arms, so maybe she can move the damn thing this way. Using her legs, she pushes, attempting to slide it into place.

And no, she doesn’t care that she probably looks ridiculous.

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Weaver sits on the ground and pushes the oven with her feet.

Weaver