It is true that Richard would not elect on his own to spend the entirety of an afternoon building a house for chickens. It is also true that if he did have some other plan established for himself, it was very likely along the lines of sampling something he brought back from the jungle and spending the remainder of his waking hours drooling on himself at his desk.
“You’re welcome,” he waits to say, until everything is aligned and he is creakily stood back up straight. Bones pop at the base of his neck and the butt of his spine. Sweat has seeped dark through his temples and under his arms, in spite of the lack of ‘heavy lifting,’ as it’s defined by Ellis the Warden.
“Please feel free to call upon any other able-bodied denizen of Riftwatch.”
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Date: 2020-08-26 05:08 am (UTC)“You’re welcome,” he waits to say, until everything is aligned and he is creakily stood back up straight. Bones pop at the base of his neck and the butt of his spine. Sweat has seeped dark through his temples and under his arms, in spite of the lack of ‘heavy lifting,’ as it’s defined by Ellis the Warden.
“Please feel free to call upon any other able-bodied denizen of Riftwatch.”