75 Godiva, Wednesday
Sep. 6th, 2017 03:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The house was gutted down to studs, many of which had been rearranged to make the new configuration of rooms the team had agreed on. Eliot was working on framing the new upper story now, which meant a hard hat, tool belt, gloves, the works.
Seriously, he had this whole men-at-work carpenter look down up here. He hoped his partners appreciated it. Lord knew he did on the few occasions Hardison got down and dirty with a maker get up. He wondered how much Hardison would fuss about the sawdust if they tried to fool around in (a carefully cleared area of) the construction site. . . .
Work was happening, if a little slow. Since the carpenter kept distracting himself with idle fantasies.
[yeah I dunno. Open! Eliot should be visible from the street while he works. . . .]
Seriously, he had this whole men-at-work carpenter look down up here. He hoped his partners appreciated it. Lord knew he did on the few occasions Hardison got down and dirty with a maker get up. He wondered how much Hardison would fuss about the sawdust if they tried to fool around in (a carefully cleared area of) the construction site. . . .
Work was happening, if a little slow. Since the carpenter kept distracting himself with idle fantasies.
[yeah I dunno. Open! Eliot should be visible from the street while he works. . . .]