[ getting to work is easy, after they get settled in. it takes all of a few minutes before they're falling into rhythm, oiling rusted-over hinges and padding the edges with stuffing. sealing the corners up to keep the wind from whistling in. little tasks that would normally be tedious take on a different atmosphere, and tetora would be loathe to admit it, but he likes it. this. the whole process of sealing up a room like they're shutting out the rest of the world in the process.
after a while, they take a break. tetora's breathing is pleasantly ragged, a pale sheen of sweat covering his skin. they've worked in utter silence for what felt like minutes, but turned out to be longer. time runs faster when you're moving slowly, it turns out. ]
i'm worried about acoustics, [ he taps out on the floor. ] ceiling's too high, gonna have to insulate.
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after a while, they take a break. tetora's breathing is pleasantly ragged, a pale sheen of sweat covering his skin. they've worked in utter silence for what felt like minutes, but turned out to be longer. time runs faster when you're moving slowly, it turns out. ]
i'm worried about acoustics, [ he taps out on the floor. ] ceiling's too high, gonna have to insulate.
how's hotdog?