We built this city on rock and roll

[fleurdesel]

Who: Adele LeBlanc, Derek Bliss, gawkers, assistants, and whoever wants to help or mock
What: Building a beach house (not actually on the beach)
When: June 12th - 15th
Where: The Beach
Summary: A house is built, there's a bonfire at night and food provided for those that helped.
Rating: PG-13 for potential language

[After a brief posting the day before on the journal network mentioning the construction project, it's location, and offering a meal in return for work, Adele assists Derek in moving the supplies they've collected since picking the site and in the initial set up. Knowing little to nothing of construction she follows his lead every step of the way, breaking off only to set up water or a quick meal for them in between shifts of planing wood, cutting trim and hammering nails.

It takes time to get it built, but the end of each work day is met with a small or large bonfire, a hot meal, and cool drink.

And at the end there may very well be a house.]

Comments

Day 1

[rather_be_surfing]

[Derek will take the glass and a smile of his own, nodding his thanks as he takes a drink from it. He will give her hand a slight squeeze before letting it go. Granted, they weren't an official 'thing', but unless she made it a point of letting him know she didn't like it, he was all right with the occasional show of subtle affection.]

Yeah. It's kinda nice, actually. Not too hot yet. As long as it doesn't start raining, it should go pretty fast. How's it going on your end?

Day 1

[fleurdesel]

[She smiles at the faint squeeze. It's casual affection, something she can give easily at the moment without any guilt. Whether there is any real emotional intent behind what they have; she can't say. Won't say. Refuses to say. Emotional entanglement hasn't helped her here in the slightest. This friendly sharing of beds now and then? This she can stand.]

I am following your directions to the letter, and since you have been kind enough to show me how it is everything should be done, it's going quickly.

[rather_be_surfing]

[The affection is easy to come by, now that the initial barrier between them is down. To be honest, he's not sure what they have, either. There's an attachment there, one that had been there before the moment on the beach, and he's willing to acknowledge that as friendship and concern and a willingness on his part to be there for her when and if she ever needed him. Anything beyond that, though? Probably best not to assume, or push.

'Friends with benefits' worked fine for right now, even if deep down he's pretty sure he's lying to himself on that. Here in Luceti, it was probably best not to get too deeply tied, anyway.

He nods, smiling a little. He'd been worried, honestly, that he wouldn't have been clear enough, or, worse yet, 'dumbed it down' enough to be insulting. That didn't seem to be the case here, though.]

Definitely looking good from here. You're pretty good with a hammer.

[Yep, back to easy teasing. He'll take another sip of water while he contemplates the job done so far.]

[fleurdesel]

There has been the odd moment when I'd needed to break a bone again in order to set it properly.

[She nudges him with her shoulder, leaning in for a moment before swaying away, light and buoyant and easy. Simply doing without thinking. Of anyone that might lead to trouble in the village, Derek wasn't exactly on the list. This is safe enough, he is safe enough. No expectations made or promises broken. Just a simple enjoyment of one another's company in varying capacities.]

So long as I think it akin to putting a body back together, it is easy enough to understand.

[rather_be_surfing]

[He'll lean into her as well--easy affection for easy affection and another salve of physical contact he wasn't used to at all, but was more then willing to take, at least from her.

It wasn't as if she hadn't seen every inch of him for various (mostly medical) reasons in the past; between that fact and what had happened during the shift, being reserved about touch now seemed pretty silly.]

Yeah, I guess that fits pretty well. Makes sense. And we've got the worst part taken care of. Now it'll just be filling it in. [He looks up at her for a second before finishing off his glass and standing.]

You have stuff for dinner, or do you want me to work in some fishing?

[He didn't mind either way, but if she wanted fresh fish, it would at least give him the excuse to go into the water and cool down a little later.]

[fleurdesel]

[She's always been a remarkably tactile woman. Open and easy with her affection when the mood struck, it just often did not or could not due to the enclosure or the nature of her relationship with an individual. There are no such constraints with Derek. It makes this all terribly easy.]

I've set some traps not too terribly far out, but if we want enough for everyone we ought to fish properly before we lose too much light. If you would like to do that I would start the roasting pit.

[rather_be_surfing]

[Derek had locked his own habit of touching everything and everyone when he was much, much younger. Being open to casual touch could be a death knell in his line of work. It was rare that he allowed it. his current team had been wearing that down, of course. But here in Luceti? He'd been surrounded by people he didn't know. It was odd, and something of a relief, to let that guard down, just a little.]

I'll get that taken care of, then.

[He smiles; one of the few things he truly loved about being in Luceti; he got to be in the water, at the beach, again. Something he'd missed for forever back home.

[fleurdesel]

Try not to drown while you fetch our dinner, mm? I'd hate to have to find another contractor.

[A not entirely wicked twist of her lips is partially hidden by the rim of her glass. Good humor and good company and good work and just. A good day. It was hot and she has hit that comfortable weariness that comes from a long day's work but she can still take a moment to look over at the man that's made this possible and tease. To be playful.

She's missed being able to be playful.]

[rather_be_surfing]

[She'll get a grin back that all but shouts 'smart ass'.]

I'd be back in a week, anyway, even if I do drown. In the meantime, try not to burn your fingers; my grasp on Nala isn't always the best.

[He'll stand, stripping off his boots and jeans to reveal the swim trunks underneath and make his way to the water. Better now than later, right? And they were pretty much done for the day anyway.]

[fleurdesel]

Fortunately, mine is excellent.

[She gives herself leave now to tilt her head slightly as he wanders away, watching. Blatantly watching with a small little grin and a mind full of less than family friendly thoughts.]