HARPER
Harper can firmly say he's never experienced a monsoon, but after asking about the local weather he's up to snuff on the fact that it's no bueno. So when the notice goes up mentioning preparations for the storms, Harper pounces on it like the veritable golden retriever of a man that he is. The Halenani isn't as busy after LongNight, and it's a simple matter to finish his shift and go for a nice jog along the beach to the Slagveld. It seems he's the last to arrive, though most of the faces are familiar.
Sunjata is met with a grin, and he gives a short wave to Ronin after recognizing him as the man he almost did dick-paint-art with at the Halenani. A shame it hadn't happened, but alas. Though Remi had certainly seemed inclined, maybe the man is a bit more timid, so Harper doesn't bother with more than the smile and wave. The other two are unknown to him, and so he obviously jumps right into integrating himself - Nate he at least recognizes visually from the Artist's Sanctuary event. The last is a copper haired girl, and Harper sidles into an open space between all the people, glad to have caught her name as she announces it. "I'm sure extra hands are never amiss," he assures, reading the nerves off her body like a language all of its own. Omnipresent smile never fading, he claps his hands restlessly and turns to Nate, eager to begin. "How do you want us to start?"
Sunjata is met with a grin, and he gives a short wave to Ronin after recognizing him as the man he almost did dick-paint-art with at the Halenani. A shame it hadn't happened, but alas. Though Remi had certainly seemed inclined, maybe the man is a bit more timid, so Harper doesn't bother with more than the smile and wave. The other two are unknown to him, and so he obviously jumps right into integrating himself - Nate he at least recognizes visually from the Artist's Sanctuary event. The last is a copper haired girl, and Harper sidles into an open space between all the people, glad to have caught her name as she announces it. "I'm sure extra hands are never amiss," he assures, reading the nerves off her body like a language all of its own. Omnipresent smile never fading, he claps his hands restlessly and turns to Nate, eager to begin. "How do you want us to start?"
