full speed ahead 'til I'm dead in the fast lane
Okay this was getting stupid now. And difficult. And boring. As Jack surveyed the piss poor job on the second rooftop, he wiped the sweat from his brow and glowered at Saiden as if to remind himself that the Hali was the reason he had been roped into this to begin with. Grumbling the equivalent of I'm a sailor, not a fuckin' builder as he scrambled back to ground level, Jack grabbed some extra tools from their supplies; a small chisel to chip away the ash, a hammer, some nails and some new shingles for the roof.
It took a few trips to get it all up where he needed it, but once he had it all to hand he began to attack the concrete like stuff that had melted into the shingles. Once that had been swept off and into the street below, he worked on trying to repair the roof.
Jack complains to himself and heads down to fetch further supplies: a chisel, new shingles, a hammer and some nails. Then he sets about removing the hardened ash and repairing the rooftop.
It took a few trips to get it all up where he needed it, but once he had it all to hand he began to attack the concrete like stuff that had melted into the shingles. Once that had been swept off and into the street below, he worked on trying to repair the roof.
Jack complains to himself and heads down to fetch further supplies: a chisel, new shingles, a hammer and some nails. Then he sets about removing the hardened ash and repairing the rooftop.
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
