[open]

[perditor]

Who: Astralin and you!
Where: Meadowlands, on his new farm.
What: Astralin needs help setting up his new farm, anyone is welcome to help out.
Warnings: None.



Prompts below! If you want to mingle, feel free to make your own prompts.

Comments

[grappler]

[okay. it was kind of funny to see someone that was obviously not used to saying "gone completely to shit" say so. Vi gives him a crooked smile, letting the mood lighten a bit because she's taking it for what it was.

she nods though, and walks to the other door.]

Probably seems like a vacation here then, with a farm and everything. At least, until shit hits the fan here too.

[aaand she'll start picking it up when he's ready.]

[perditor]

[Good. Even if he's a bit emotionally stunted at times, he can certainly tell when the mood needs to be lightened up. He's glad that the air seems less tense, and he focuses back on making sure this door gets properly put on. The construction worker immediately counting down, before signaling to lift, which Astralin lifts up with ease with Vi's help.]

Mm... Yes, I would say so. I do have a farm back home, but it is hard to maintain when there is an assassin or two appearing on the lands in an attempt to kill you. So... I suppose it is a bit of a vacation.

[He does miss his spouses, but he doesn't have to watch his back every second. Not that this place isn't suspicious -- it is, but, for now, it's alright.]

Are you faring well here?

[grappler]

Oh yeah, assassins always throw a wrench into things.

[said as if that it's just a normal thing to talk about! even if she does sound moderately amused while the door gets put up.]

I'm hanging in there. A little bored, but what can ya do? At least it's not really bad.