Thu Sep 12, 2024 4:43 pm
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Kebask was stalking back and forth as she continued to rant over the ruined shed, shaking her head every time she took a glance at the horrendous thing. One might of thought the shed had been strictly for her, or that it had been her work on the line with how she fumed.
Should be done over from start! Make Squad look bad—Weyr think do shoddy craftsmanship!! Not fair-- Kebar lumped in with bad workers!! Kebar work ugly but well made---It different!!
The handler in question didn't even bat a squinted eye as the little Green ranted aloud. He merely looked over what remained standing of the shed, trying his best to see where to start. Kebask was probably right, that it would be better to start over, as it would be too hard to try and keep things balanced up and to get them level. It would probably be good to check the material as well, ensure nothing became warped from too much weight. So he didn't even turn when a new voice interrupted Kebask from her critique.
Paint?!--- Kebask stopped in her prowling and turned to the source of the new voice, Worrell. Paint not fix!! Paint just make colored mess!! she exclaimed, her little wings flapping from her frustration. How could this person even suggest such a thing!
Kebask didn't get to go on, as a loud crash came from behind. Quickly turning, she soon discovered what was left of the shed was now rightly knocked over in a full messed heap. Kebar standing before it with his hands on his hips, before reaching in to start pulling out sections and pieces of wood.