08-27-2009, 07:40 AM
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Detective-Sace strikes again! And sorry for the wait :/ The excitement in one was mirrored in the other, and as their magnificent plan unfolded itself in front of Dawali's eyes, he could feel a wave of relief wash over him. Finally, the building process was going somewhere, and their method would likely be successful. It was the perfect plan, and manageable with just the two of them, too, with some help from Belle the worker horse. Sincerely, Dawali felt a great amount of gratitude towards the male for having solved this problem for him. Chances were he'd never have thought of it on his own. As the atmosphere of eagerness evaporated and both males were left staring at the site, disappointed and perhaps even a little reluctant to pick up their tools and begin the job that was necessary, Hemming's voice pointed out a flaw in their plan; they needed shovels. Dawali had none. His eyes stared at the site as he thought, before silently walking over to his collection of tools to look for a solution. He couldn't craft a shovel, and as far as he knew the tribe had none at all. His hands searched through satchels and the pile of various tools on the ground, but to no avail. Sighing audibly, he rose again and faced Hemming, shrugging with an apologetic mine. "Honestly, I don't think we have any." His face was less than enthusiastic, until he remembered something which could prove useful. "Wait! But we have the pickaxes, they're at the stables! The ground here is hard so we'd probably need them anyways." This time he waited for a response before doing anything, in case the other had another idea that could solve the problem. |