Bulding Site II.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti is in the half-finished staff quarters again.

He's been conjuring things for quite a while now: wallpaper, paint, glue, doorknobs, tiles, washbasins, rolled-up carpeting, DIY floowboards, what have you, he's busy making it.

And a few cardboard packages of purportedly easy-to-build kitchen cabinets, for those of the staff who get their own small kitchens in their quarters.

He's got a tan bathtub and nice, fiddly brown-and-green mosaic tiling already secreted away, set aside for Gil's future bathroom.

The place is busy; people are bustling about, demanding more of this or that, asking each other how something works, and lending each other hands, arms and other body parts for the more arduous tasks.

The goal of finishing this weekend looks quite realistic.

[[OOC: This is the second of the building site posts that I'd suggested; if your character volunteered to help or just likes to lend a hand, come on in - fly-by posts to establish your pup was there, long chats and brief interludes all equally welcome!]]

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[slayer_fray]

There's no a lot Mel can do particalarly better than anyone else right now, but she's moving the heavier boxes and rolls of wallpaper.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Holding up the cabinets that need to be screwed to the wall might be an option later; that always needs a strong arm and a steady hand.

And, no, screwing to the wall can be taken at face value in this instance, even from Asar-Suti.

"Hello Mel!" he greets her, blithely and happiyl.

[slayer_fray]

"Hey, Godboy," she says, smirking. "How's things?"

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Things are very nice, especially the fiddly bits of the glass mosaic tiling," he grins back.

'Godboy'. Hrrrm. Well, it's Mel, she's like that. And Asar-Suti is used to answering to all sorts of nicknames by now. Why not 'godboy'?

[slayer_fray]

"Very fancy," Mel agrees, unimpressed but still smirking.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes, quite fancy - I'm going to put it into Gil's new bathroom. As I'm doing the materials, I can make him something special, after all."

Asar-Suti grins. "And it's not all that difficult - it comes pre-assembled, and you've just got to glue it to the floor and put the grouting in."

[slayer_fray]

"Yeah...

"Hey, listen, if you're magicking things up pre-assembled, why didn't you just magic up the entire staff wing pre-assembled?"

[mnt_raph]

S'matter Mel, afraid to get your hands a little dirty?

*Raph calls across the room.*

[slayer_fray]

"Not at all," she replies brightly. "I'm just concerned about your remaining digits."

[mnt_raph]

I ain't. Did just fine with three before.

[slayer_fray]

"Couldja handle a hammer any better, though?" she asks, using a millenia-old sacred weapon passed down through the Slayer line to cut a piece of carpetting to the right size.

[mnt_raph]

Everyone's a comedian....

[slayer_fray]

"Bitter?"

[mnt_raph]

Me? Oh hell no. I'm composed of equal parts sweetness and light.

*Raised eyebrow.*

[slayer_fray]

"I noticed," she smirks.

[mnt_raph]

Kinda hard not to....

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"You get them just like that in the home depot, and the building is more alive when built by hand instead of conjured - some things you have to manually," Asar-Suti defends himself.

[slayer_fray]

"More alive, uh huh," she says incredulously. "Because nothing says home like bits of ex-turtle blood in the cement."

[mnt_raph]

*A small bit of wallpaper paste hits Mel in the back of the head.*

[slayer_fray]

Not even turning around, she flicks a nearby paintbrush at him, then ducks behind the purple god.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph chuckles as he wipes the paint off his face with a wrist band. Useful things, wrist bands.*

[slayer_fray]

Paste in the hair, however, not so useful. He may find he pays for that, later.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"What are you doing?"

Asar-Suti doesn't much mind getting in the way of wallpaper paste and paint, but he hand't thought of them as weapons before.

[slayer_fray]

"Gettin' ammo," she says, prying the lid off a tin of green gloss paint.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"And what were you hiding behind me for - I don't want wallpaper paste in may hair, either!" Asar-Suti squeaks, trying to get out of the way.

"Throwing the paint is a very novel approach to decoration," he adds.