neron
Well would you look at that? Neron has apparently missed his calling in life, the Hailstorm folding his arms and gazing at the completed shelves as if to wait for it to all fall down. But it doesn’t, and he’s still narrowing his eyes suspiciously at the construction when Chuy calls for them to gather around again. He listens to their next set of instructions, nodding and tossing a lazy salute his way, heading outside to see what he can do about the walls.
One each seems fair, and Neron starts on his wall without complaint, raising an eyebrow at the memory snow... thing... and bouncing his eyebrows at Wessex to ask what it was all about. Once their walls look about done, he steps back and raises his hands, letting ice crawl up and over the structure.
Neron does bricks and ice!
One each seems fair, and Neron starts on his wall without complaint, raising an eyebrow at the memory snow... thing... and bouncing his eyebrows at Wessex to ask what it was all about. Once their walls look about done, he steps back and raises his hands, letting ice crawl up and over the structure.
Neron does bricks and ice!
lay your hand on me, one last time
