10-10-2019, 04:42 PM
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Grindylow
Join Date: Dec 2011 Location: Boston
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Everleigh Evans Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Luca Benetti Hufflepuff Graduated x12 x7
| elephant-astic•wanderlust•stay in the ninedaaays the original Taco Belle•look at the flowers✿ SPOILER!!: Lucas! Quote:
Originally Posted by hermionesclone Lucas blinked. Why was she handing items to him? Weren’t they supposed to build this together? Was she........ was she expecting him to build all of it?! No. No no no! Did she not see his lanky arms? They had NO muscles in them! Zero! But he didn’t have the heart to tell her that so he accepted the items and....... put them to one side. He was being PRODUCTIVE. This was like pass the parcel. With metal. "Yeah, that’s the sheet for sitting. It even has the square holes in there." That, in itself, was a good find. As for the nails, the fourth year held up the small box of nails and examined them. "You know, I bet you’re right. Bet they’re sick of people calling in just for nails." He would be. Maybe it was a good thing he didn’t work for-
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Uhh. She was talking FAST, wasn’t she?
Oh Merlin. "Woah woah woah! Eaaaaaasy there!" So they were starting with the pipes, right? Who was he kidding, as much as he didn’t want to, HE was starting with the pipes. It looked like the first year really was relying on his, uh, ~ muscles ~ for this. Bad idea, Cece.
First? The pipes. The chair had to have four so he laid out four for him to reach easily. Next came the weird........ uh, whatever it was. It had a bit of fabric on it and looked like the side board so he grabbed that. Holding it in place, he took out a nail and tried to twist it around and around and arouuuuund, trying to attach the side piece to one of the pipes. There was a small space left because of his fingers but.......
........ he shrugged and moved on. "Is this what it’s supposed to be like, Cece?" he asked, grabbing another nail for another one of the pipes. Cecelia giggled because really, her mum and dad acted like that sometimes when she got excited and talked WAY faster than their brains could understand. She did her best to slow down, trying to keep pace with what Lucas was doing and offer helpful pointers when she could. The GOOD stuff like 'twist that a LITTLE tighter' and 'bet it'd be easier if you got onto your belly to tighten it.' She was a REALLY good helper, wasn't she?! Supportive, too. Like when Lucas asked her if that was how the chair was SUPPOSED to look, the small blonde nodded eagerly EVEN though it didn't look EXACTLY like it was supposed to. "Bet it'll be SUPER comfy to sit in when it's all done." There was only like a SIXTY percent chance it'd fall apart, too! They'd done WELL!
Hearing the professor say it was time to wrap things up, Cecelia grabbed the other nails to try and quickly help secure the pieces they already had all situated, that way they wouldn't have TOO much to finish up the next time. She twisted and twisted and twisted until they were in place, trying to work WITH Lucas so they could both be successful. "You know, I think that's good for now!" And she was hungry, did he know?
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