"Yeah, but I did anyways," the courier replied with a grin for his hostess, nodding happily at the decision to share it. Boreal accepted the treat daintily and pressed against Soh's hip with affectionate disregard for personal space as she swallowed it with only the barest hint of chewing. The lady's instructions were clear enough and Tal headed into the house, rolling up his sleeves as he got to work with Boreal's help.
Soon enough it was just the table and chairs that remained, with the less-sturdy (or downright ugly) furniture stacked neatly in front of the house for the scrap collectors to pick up later. In and around all the moving Tal had caught sight of familiar face and he nodded (with his hands full) to the younger lad. 'Hey, Jude," he called, and Boreal chuffed a greeting as they made their way out the door with a cracked bureau.
With the furniture and dust safely out the door, he turned back around to find a bottle of water being pushed into his hands and he took it with a grin. 'Yes'm," he said obediently, taking a long drink as he nodded a second time to the other guy. "We've met," he confirmed awkwardly, trying not to remember just how undignified that first impression must have been in Jude's memory.
He eyed the paint, remembering the skyport in Halo, and cleared his throat. "Ah... we'll take the roof!" he said hurriedly. "C'mon girl, I'll need you inside to help me pinpoint it..." Man and dragon trotted their separate ways as Tal went to retrieve the hammer, nails, and shingles he would need while Boreal headed inside to make her way up to the rafters, sniffing out the scent of dampness from within so she could guide her companion on the outside.
Scrambling up to the roof, Tal quickly set to work with neat, economical strikes of the hammer, replacing the cracked and missing shingles and checking for other damage while he was up there.
Tal and Boreal fix the roof!
Soon enough it was just the table and chairs that remained, with the less-sturdy (or downright ugly) furniture stacked neatly in front of the house for the scrap collectors to pick up later. In and around all the moving Tal had caught sight of familiar face and he nodded (with his hands full) to the younger lad. 'Hey, Jude," he called, and Boreal chuffed a greeting as they made their way out the door with a cracked bureau.
With the furniture and dust safely out the door, he turned back around to find a bottle of water being pushed into his hands and he took it with a grin. 'Yes'm," he said obediently, taking a long drink as he nodded a second time to the other guy. "We've met," he confirmed awkwardly, trying not to remember just how undignified that first impression must have been in Jude's memory.
He eyed the paint, remembering the skyport in Halo, and cleared his throat. "Ah... we'll take the roof!" he said hurriedly. "C'mon girl, I'll need you inside to help me pinpoint it..." Man and dragon trotted their separate ways as Tal went to retrieve the hammer, nails, and shingles he would need while Boreal headed inside to make her way up to the rafters, sniffing out the scent of dampness from within so she could guide her companion on the outside.
Scrambling up to the roof, Tal quickly set to work with neat, economical strikes of the hammer, replacing the cracked and missing shingles and checking for other damage while he was up there.
Tal and Boreal fix the roof!
