DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
They all relented in their own ways, prevailing even through the tension, dread, apprehension, and vivid memories. The Sword was eternally grateful, even if tightened features didn’t manage to show it all the time, because discomfort was a palpable thing. He watched as the others flickered and wandered to their stations, before presiding amongst the baseboards, analyzing, scrutinizing, and mending with Earthen intonations as he went along.
Until reaching a corner, and noting a slight sway to the wooden proportions. Crouching down, and lifting one portion up, he discovered there was already a rooted, rodent’s nest within, and likely still in use. With a slight frown and wrinkled nose, Deimos would find he’d have to tend to this before finishing anything else up.
The courier’s efforts in rearranging office furniture weren’t without their mishaps either. Initially, it’d been smooth sailing – cabinets exchanged with the help of some other workers, desks maneuvered to better angles or suitable lighting. But one table refused to budge or cooperate – perhaps as stubborn as the rest of Halo’s citizens. Could there be something in the way, or underneath, snagging and catching at a leg? Talyson would have to investigate further, or find another way to slide the object around.
And for Evie, notable and experienced in bookkeeping, to some degrees, she’d find the files well managed. Analyzed, placed, and noted in the comings and goings of Halo, from the most mundane to highly intriguing gossip, records were placed accordingly, in efficient organization.
But maybe, she’d notice the plants wilting nearby, from the corner of her eye. Perhaps previous tenants hadn’t been like the greenhouse keepers, or had forgotten the flora altogether. If anyone should be capable of nursing them back to health, it’d be the Evergreen…
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Deimos has repaired most of the baseboards, but has been stalled by a rodent’s nest!
Talyson has rearranged most of an office, but now there’s a stubborn table refusing to bend to his wiles!
Evie has organized the files efficiently, and she can nurse some potted, but very sad looking plants, back to health!
No post order!
Until reaching a corner, and noting a slight sway to the wooden proportions. Crouching down, and lifting one portion up, he discovered there was already a rooted, rodent’s nest within, and likely still in use. With a slight frown and wrinkled nose, Deimos would find he’d have to tend to this before finishing anything else up.
The courier’s efforts in rearranging office furniture weren’t without their mishaps either. Initially, it’d been smooth sailing – cabinets exchanged with the help of some other workers, desks maneuvered to better angles or suitable lighting. But one table refused to budge or cooperate – perhaps as stubborn as the rest of Halo’s citizens. Could there be something in the way, or underneath, snagging and catching at a leg? Talyson would have to investigate further, or find another way to slide the object around.
And for Evie, notable and experienced in bookkeeping, to some degrees, she’d find the files well managed. Analyzed, placed, and noted in the comings and goings of Halo, from the most mundane to highly intriguing gossip, records were placed accordingly, in efficient organization.
But maybe, she’d notice the plants wilting nearby, from the corner of her eye. Perhaps previous tenants hadn’t been like the greenhouse keepers, or had forgotten the flora altogether. If anyone should be capable of nursing them back to health, it’d be the Evergreen…
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Deimos has repaired most of the baseboards, but has been stalled by a rodent’s nest!
Talyson has rearranged most of an office, but now there’s a stubborn table refusing to bend to his wiles!
Evie has organized the files efficiently, and she can nurse some potted, but very sad looking plants, back to health!
No post order!
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
