Hadama tilted his head curiously towards George as that little piece of information slipped out. He visited Flora at the Hanged Man regularly, though he was unfamiliar with this particular face behind the bar or waiting tables. He kept his thoughts on the matter to himself, however, especially since they all had work to focus on.
Take Jude for instance. He had the right idea with the spray, and it did seem to be working, but he needed the leverage a second pair of hands would bring to anchor the furniture on one side while he pulled the other piece free. With only his two noodly arms he couldn't quite get enough force to pry the chairs off of the tables. While he worked, Hadama turned to him next. "Will you introduce yourself?" he asked the young man, voice holding a trace of warmth for his friend's son.
The King's own efforts were significantly more effective as he used his Water Manipulation to swirl the web-strewn water into a vortex, balling the disgusting substance up as it tangled together with itself and then freezing it into a hard ball that he sent sailing down the beach. Later it could be set on fire to properly dispose of it, but for now just having it out of the cafe was enough.
And then there was poorGeorge. His attempt to use a spatula was undoubtedly a good one and it even worked - to a degree. Unfortunately, when he poked the wooden handle inside the oven and started winding the webbing up it was enough to disturb the very irate mother cloud spider who had been happily building a nest full of eggs in the oven's chimney. She scuttled down to the chimney opening and launched herself at George's face!
Round 3:
No posting order!
Take Jude for instance. He had the right idea with the spray, and it did seem to be working, but he needed the leverage a second pair of hands would bring to anchor the furniture on one side while he pulled the other piece free. With only his two noodly arms he couldn't quite get enough force to pry the chairs off of the tables. While he worked, Hadama turned to him next. "Will you introduce yourself?" he asked the young man, voice holding a trace of warmth for his friend's son.
The King's own efforts were significantly more effective as he used his Water Manipulation to swirl the web-strewn water into a vortex, balling the disgusting substance up as it tangled together with itself and then freezing it into a hard ball that he sent sailing down the beach. Later it could be set on fire to properly dispose of it, but for now just having it out of the cafe was enough.
And then there was poor
Round 3:
No posting order!
