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

All over the place...

[rather_be_surfing]

[Between recent events and current work, Derek is probably more relaxed than he has been since even the last time he'd been in Luceti. He had something to do, something to focus on, and it made being in this prison just that little more tolerable. He stays focused though, and patient, working steadily on setting up the frame work of the house, and patiently explaining to others what needed to be done if they approached him with questions. There were several blueprints set up on a small table nearby as well, held down with rocks and instructions written in as easy to understand language as he could manage. No point in bogging down the project with stuff other folks might not get, anyway.

Working, shirtless, and at ease, he went about the days with an easy smile and a nod to anyone who showed up.]

((OOC; Open to approach by anyone.

I'll beg minimal knowledge of housebuilding after watching my architech uncle, my dad and their brothers build add-ons to my grandparents house in days gone by. So any mess ups in that area are entirely my fault and not that Derek is an idiot. He actually knows what he's doing :) ))

Any day really

[thebellthatbinds]

[Sabriel doesn't have any idea what is required to build a house really, but the more hands there are to help the better, right? Not to mention the hard work would help take her mind off of things. She's a keen worker, listens well to instruction and generally gets the job done minus a few hammered fingers now and then.

In the mornings when she arrives Sabriel makes sure to bring either a large bottle of iced tea or lemonade and some sandwiches for Adele and whoever else shows up to work. When the work is done for the day she might be found closer to the water, either sitting in the sand of the beach or wading through the shallow depths. Adele had the right idea, making a house out here.]

Doing serious magical stuff, 14th and 15th

[complicatedliar]

[Loki spends a lot of time quietly contemplating his building materials for the few improvements promised to make for Adele. He paces circles around them, prods them into new configurations, all the while looking very intent about the whole thing.

Then, after much thoughtful frowning and poking, he takes a small flute from the air and plays an odd little tune, during which the components arrange themselves appropriately.

Between little projects, he takes a break, pausing to sit on the beach and drink some sort of refreshing beverage.]

Every day, every way.

[fleurdesel]

[As with every project in her life, Adele's focus is bent entirely upon whatever task she has been given by Derek. This is his job, his work, something he knows far more than she does and taking his instruction comes easily enough. It feels good for her to work away at wood, be it carving and cutting and planing, scraping the bones of her home into shape and helping layer on the frame bit by bit.

It's satisfying to see it come together.

Now and then she takes timed breaks, serving food or ducking back to the village to fetch a cart of fruit and drink and sandwiches for those that are helping. Sometimes it's just her and Derek, sometimes it's a few more.

She's never sure. Better to have too much.

At the end of each day she sets up the scrapped wood in a bonfire and roasts fish, cools a case of beer and lounges, eyes on the framework of a home slowly coming together.]

13th - 15th

[250mhzwabl]

[Jack doesn't quite want to be out of the house. Not yet. After the last several days he just wants to curl up behind blessedly-reworked wards with his once-again-small wings and his cricket bat and the people he cares for, and he wants to forget the world outside exists.

Foolishly, with that aim in mind, he continues reading his journal. And when he sees Adele putting out the call for help, he can't convince himself that he'd be right to ignore it. Adele's sworn into a profession where she helps others, whenever she is asked, however she can. She's helped him, at the end of a very trying time for everyone.

It takes him a day to put together his things. But by the morning of the second day he's at the site with a basic set of tools for doing electrical work, and finding that there is a generator on-hand to supply power for the little house. He spends the remaining days poring over schematics, running wiring and double-checking just about everything he installs. Once he has a working outlet, there's music as well, his stereo plugged in and iPod shuffling merrily through his more high-energy playlists.]