You're the prototype for me and if heaven wants to take us they can try
Everyone falls to their tasks with gusto, some Nate greatly appreciates. Reaching out to the public could be somewhat of a mixed bag sometimes, but he'd attracted a good group, and he couldn't be happier. Though he'd meant to fill in wherever was needed, he wasn't surprised when Sunjata tugged him along to work on the filters, the pair of them settling in a corner to work together. And, surprise of surprises, it goes well.
Prior experience is all well and good, but it cannot help Ronin when the two halves of the scissors fall apart in his hands, the bolt holding them together giving in to age and use. Though there is a lot of preparation done, there is apparently only one pair of scissors available in everything Nate has gathered. There are other sharp implements, though it will be slower going, unless the Demi-god has a better idea.
The boxes of food are clearly hand offs, something bargained for out of someone's back room, and it shows. Arialla will find the jars covered with a healthy layer of dust and cobwebs, even within their boxes. Thankfully, the seals all seem to still be strong, and the glass has held up. What's within maybe not be the most appetizing, but it's something. As the once priestess works her way down the box, the cobwebs will become thicker and thicker, until the culprit is finally revealed, a handful of fat, spindly spiders, hiding along the bottom of the box, and skittering away from the light when they are revealed. They'll have to be dealt with somehow, if only so the task can be finished.
Harpers task is perhaps the easiest, and most monotonous. Bag after bag is covered with wax, the temperature letting it spread without crumbling, or dripping away into nothing. Trouble only arises when he grabs a new bag, and finds it suspiciously heavy, a rumbling weight voicing it's displeasure within the bag. Investigation will reveal a cat, large and fluffy, more than likely attracted by the bleeding heart that runs the boxing ring. It doesn't seem keen to leave, a clawed paw coming out to swipe at the accepted, accompanied by an angry hiss.
Sunjata's daggers make clean work of the particulate, containers of large pieces broken down into smaller, easier to manage ones. There is a lot though, and it can only be handled so quickly, lest it crumble too much. Nate, beside his fiance, finds his own task easy enough to manage, once he's figured out the trick of it. It's a little more complicated than he expects, Nate's initial idea not working, simple string not keeping a tight enough fit around the bottle, not when he doesn't have the time to ensure all of them are done perfectly. Most of them still have their caps along with them though, and with a quick modification, they're easy to screw on top, holding fabric in place. Both of the jobs are finished at roughly the same time, a convenient fact for them, as it means they can transition into the next one easily.
Filling the bottles is it's own beast, a fiddly job, but one that Nate and Sunjata both can tackle together. Charcoal, then cork, then sand and gravel are poured in, the top secured with a slip of fabric, and more string. It's less important that this one stays in place, as it's only meant to keep everything inside the filters while they're in the bags.
Round 2!
Ronin gets a handful of bandages made before the scissors give out on him. Perhaps they can replaced, or repaired, to finish the rest of the cutting?
Arialla finds a bunch of spiders at the bottom of her box of food, keeping the last few layers from being easily accessed. They will need to be dealt with to finish sorting the food.
Harper has no issues with waxing the bags, but a large, upset cat has taken up residence in one of them.
Sunjata breaks down the filtering materials, but now Nate needs help getting the bottles filled properly.
Prior experience is all well and good, but it cannot help Ronin when the two halves of the scissors fall apart in his hands, the bolt holding them together giving in to age and use. Though there is a lot of preparation done, there is apparently only one pair of scissors available in everything Nate has gathered. There are other sharp implements, though it will be slower going, unless the Demi-god has a better idea.
The boxes of food are clearly hand offs, something bargained for out of someone's back room, and it shows. Arialla will find the jars covered with a healthy layer of dust and cobwebs, even within their boxes. Thankfully, the seals all seem to still be strong, and the glass has held up. What's within maybe not be the most appetizing, but it's something. As the once priestess works her way down the box, the cobwebs will become thicker and thicker, until the culprit is finally revealed, a handful of fat, spindly spiders, hiding along the bottom of the box, and skittering away from the light when they are revealed. They'll have to be dealt with somehow, if only so the task can be finished.
Harpers task is perhaps the easiest, and most monotonous. Bag after bag is covered with wax, the temperature letting it spread without crumbling, or dripping away into nothing. Trouble only arises when he grabs a new bag, and finds it suspiciously heavy, a rumbling weight voicing it's displeasure within the bag. Investigation will reveal a cat, large and fluffy, more than likely attracted by the bleeding heart that runs the boxing ring. It doesn't seem keen to leave, a clawed paw coming out to swipe at the accepted, accompanied by an angry hiss.
Sunjata's daggers make clean work of the particulate, containers of large pieces broken down into smaller, easier to manage ones. There is a lot though, and it can only be handled so quickly, lest it crumble too much. Nate, beside his fiance, finds his own task easy enough to manage, once he's figured out the trick of it. It's a little more complicated than he expects, Nate's initial idea not working, simple string not keeping a tight enough fit around the bottle, not when he doesn't have the time to ensure all of them are done perfectly. Most of them still have their caps along with them though, and with a quick modification, they're easy to screw on top, holding fabric in place. Both of the jobs are finished at roughly the same time, a convenient fact for them, as it means they can transition into the next one easily.
Filling the bottles is it's own beast, a fiddly job, but one that Nate and Sunjata both can tackle together. Charcoal, then cork, then sand and gravel are poured in, the top secured with a slip of fabric, and more string. It's less important that this one stays in place, as it's only meant to keep everything inside the filters while they're in the bags.
Round 2!
Ronin gets a handful of bandages made before the scissors give out on him. Perhaps they can replaced, or repaired, to finish the rest of the cutting?
Harper has no issues with waxing the bags, but a large, upset cat has taken up residence in one of them.
Sunjata breaks down the filtering materials, but now Nate needs help getting the bottles filled properly.
NATE
