IC: Prior to the Network Shutdown and post torte time with Nunnally

[thekingsgambit]

[One failemp appears to be lugging around a backpack this morning. Whatever could that be for?]

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[ascendthethorns]

[Westward hoooooo.]

Of course, it's impossible to tell whether it's the effect of a poor sealant or an act of mischief.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Ah, mischief on behalf of this place?

Though I would not be overly surprised if it were the former.

[As I seriously doubt Suzaku knows how to properly set up a fence, even with instructions.]

[ascendthethorns]

Let us guarantee that it won't be the former this time.

[Kneels down and brushes aside some grass.]

Here. Look.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Yep, that's definitely fungus, and it looks fairly natural to me. :\ You suck, Suzaku.]

Tch, at least it does not appear that the animals have been nosing around it. The grass is still high. But you are right that we should replace the beams before the infestation finds its way to other parts of the enclosure and causes any number of problems.

[ascendthethorns]

We'll begin once you've finished your inspection of the gates. Since I'd like to expand the enclosure, it is unnecessary to relocate these creatures.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Heading in that direction with a tiny screwdriver or something.]

Expand?

[ascendthethorns]

Mm, by approximately a metre on each side to make it easier for Nunnally to move through.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Ah, she has quite an advantage with them. The sound of her chair discourages them from trying to bowl her over in their reckless greetings.

[Working on the front of the gate goes here. Yes, I'm stalling from working on the inside for aforementioned reasons. >>]

[ascendthethorns]

[Checking the wood now!]

She has managed to earn their respect, or whatever passes for it in their animal minds.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

She gives them treats.

[At mention of the word, some of the shollies began to bleat-bark in unison.]

[ascendthethorns]

Then I stand corrected. She has doomed us to their expectation of food.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[And I have to go in there now too to check the other side of this gate. orz.]

They will have to manage for now.

[ascendthethorns]

[It's a good thing that counting & checking over these beams gives me a great view, I think, I think.]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[There will be much shouting, bleat-barking and general fail over here before shollies eventually lose interest in their rabid searching and wander off to frolic as shollies do.]

[ascendthethorns]

[But are you in once piece?]

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Oh, they probably took a nip or two of cloth when they got a little over eager. Still, finishing up this gate though, half-covered in shollie fluff.]

Stupid beasts. Can't they tell the difference between food and cloth?

[ascendthethorns]

How are they?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

... They should be functioning properly now.

[ascendthethorns]

Good. Bring me the mesh and other supplies.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[You do realize said mesh will be dragged, right?]

Have you... already completed... the adjustments?

[ascendthethorns]

[I'm essentially resigned to your physical ineptitude, yes. Not enough that I won't be making this face, though...]

I have.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Don't judge me. :|]

Then, we will start there.

[ascendthethorns]

[... but I judge everyone...]

Can you hammer? Or would you rather steady the beam?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

[Slightly affronted by that question.]

Managing a tool is not that difficult a task.

[ascendthethorns]

... very well.

[Stands a beam in a softened portion of the ground. Beams have angled ends, natch.]