cover you when the sky comes crashing in
Perhaps, through sheer, dumb luck, learned advantages, or just firm grips after their already meager displays, the beams slid into place once more. He ignored Sunjata completely, preferring to grab hold of the structure, hone in concentration, feats of muscles, movement, and motion, strength not giving way from either of them. Stoic and nonchalant, the Sword nodded to the other man once the beam settled into place, and then the third support threshold did the same for Aisha and Jigano. “Hardest part is done,” he informed, earthen multitudes instilling similar machinations form before, restructuring the soil to hold.
Then he stalked forward, gently easing each of the beams towards the main structure, instilling support throughout each of the mechanisms, welding them into place with fire brimming and looming from his palms.
Now, all they needed was the nest.
“Can I have you two,” pointing towards Sunjata and Aisha, then his cranium, his jaw, jutting towards nearby groves of trees. “Grab as much snow moss as you can?” Sacks would be available nearby. “While Jigano and I construct the nest, just so there’s a base before the others put things on it.” The offerings, the decorations, wanting to ensure everything was available to entice the Spark Bird to return for this sanction’s LongNight.
With that, he turned towards the Sage, unfolding the diagram and schematics once more, allowing him to look them over. “You start at one end, and I can start at the other.” They’d meet, match up the sides, and construct accordingly.
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All the beams are in, structured, supported, and welded!
Sunjata andAisha can go grab some snow moss, Jigano and Deimos will be working on the nest! No post order!
Then he stalked forward, gently easing each of the beams towards the main structure, instilling support throughout each of the mechanisms, welding them into place with fire brimming and looming from his palms.
Now, all they needed was the nest.
“Can I have you two,” pointing towards Sunjata and Aisha, then his cranium, his jaw, jutting towards nearby groves of trees. “Grab as much snow moss as you can?” Sacks would be available nearby. “While Jigano and I construct the nest, just so there’s a base before the others put things on it.” The offerings, the decorations, wanting to ensure everything was available to entice the Spark Bird to return for this sanction’s LongNight.
With that, he turned towards the Sage, unfolding the diagram and schematics once more, allowing him to look them over. “You start at one end, and I can start at the other.” They’d meet, match up the sides, and construct accordingly.
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All the beams are in, structured, supported, and welded!
Sunjata and
DEIMOS
