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Dean Winchester ([personal profile] venatical) wrote in [community profile] kore_logs2013-06-11 02:00 am

we'll open up a restaurant in santa fe

Who: Reconstruction Club and whoever wants to come by to visit.
When: um... let's say a backdated Day 79 through Day 81? This could be flexible, too.
Where: The semi ruined diner.
What: Cleaning the diner site! Rebuilding the diner! Eating lunch/taking breaks!

The first day, Day 79 Dean's learned from the people who've been here the longest, is mostly spent doing the menial stuff -- making the site workable and cleaning it up a bit, and then training some of the people less familiar with what's going on, figuring out who should handle what and what's safe.

After that it's a matter of slowly getting everything together. Checking the foundation, fixing up the floor, rebuilding the walls, patching the roof. There's some electrical work to figure out and be careful with because some of the equipment is salvageable, so the wiring has to be checked, that kind of thing.

Dean, Erik, and Tony dole out the orders, keep an eye on everyone. Their supplies are what they've managed to gather or whatever people might've brought in.
blackmagus: (♒ thoughtful)

Any day!

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-06-13 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
The escape attempt, if nothing else, has convinced Fortescue that she should be less secretive with her magic. No one else from her world appears to be here, and they wouldn't be able to press laws against her anyway. Being a magus isn't much help to anyone if she keeps it out of sight. She's feeling much better than the few days before, and has traded her pin-striped trousers for a scavenged pair of jeans. She has to use a scavenged belt, since they don't fit quite right, but the jeans are on and the coat is off as she helps the rest of the reconstruction crew.

Mostly, it's her Blood magic that she uses the most, moving objects that are too unwieldy or difficult otherwise. (Lighting things on fire, or opening up dimensions, really doesn't help them at all.) She can move things up to eight hundred pounds without breaking a sweat, tendrils snaking up from shadows at the corner of the diner to support whatever is needed. Things are slightly brighter as she uses her abilities, her magic reassigning shadows for a few moments each use, and she holds her hand outward to direct the heavy bits of rubble.

About when it's time to break, each day, she has the beginning of a headache from repeated usage. But it's worth it, to be using her magic on something constructive for once. She sits back and looks at the sky, snacking on whatever's available at the time.
bluesrat: (cautious)

Re: Any day!

[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-06-13 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
At the age of forty-six, the knees start to put in a protest under excessive stress, and the back is just a little more fragile. Nonetheless, Rat has been helping to move and shift and haul, and when a beam moves past him apparently on air, he can't help but stop in his own work and stare a little. It takes him a minute to figure out who's doing it.

He waits until she's sat down for a break, though, before he fetches a couple of drinks and comes over to offer her one. "Feeling any better?"
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[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-06-14 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Much," Fortescue answers with a smile, accepting the drink. "Thank you."

Jazz is some distance away, flopped in the sun, but still within the tether range. They've been very careful about it, lately, ever since gaining the knowledge that it would take longer to heal than usual.

"It's already looking a lot better in here."
bluesrat: (friendly)

[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-06-17 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
He glances around, and does take note of where Jazz is, since he's learned they're never far apart. "It is... a lot of work to go, but we've pretty much cleared the ground for it."

He takes a gulp, massaging his back absently as he surveys the place, then asks, "May I join you?"
blackmagus: (♒ smile)

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-06-17 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"You have to ask?" she teases him warmly, nodding next to her. "Of course. I hope we have enough cooks to make this place work well. My roommate can cook up a storm, but the only thing I can do is make tea. And... sandwiches."
bluesrat: (friendly)

[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-06-19 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
He just shrugs, because it probably is a silly formality after the last time he saw her they sat shoulder to shoulder on the floor of the bar, but he eases himself down beside her with a soft groan. It's been a long day already. "I'm afraid my cooking is only about bachelor-level. Sandwiches, soup, coffee..." He sighs wistfully, and murmurs, "My wife was a good cook..."
blackmagus: (♒ haha no really)

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-06-20 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Not sure if she yet knows him enough to pursue that comment, Fortescue offers him a smile all the same.

"I suppose we're doing better than people who can supposedly burn water," she quips gently. "Have you done construction work before?"
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[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-06-21 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
He chuckles softly, and takes another swallow from his cup. "Some, as a day laborer. I've been... out of work for a while, but sometimes construction sites need a few extra pairs of hands around, so they'd hire me on under the table. Think I might be getting too old for it, though." He gives a grimace and rubs one knee.
blackmagus: (♒ wary)

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-06-22 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
She notices, and nods. "It's quite hard on knees. And fingers. And toes, if one isn't careful. I haven't done anything like this before today."
bluesrat: (profile)

[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-06-25 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"And back." He sighs, but gives her a sympathetic smile. "Be careful, then. Nobody around here has hard hats, and there's no hospital."
blackmagus: (♒ smile)

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-06-25 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope that's not something we have to build," Fortescue jokes lightly. "I feel like the diner's enough of a struggle."
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[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-07-02 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I guess there's some kind of clinic set up, at least." He pulls off his cap to run a hand through his thinning hair. "If people got hurt badly enough trying to make this place liveable to use up our medical supplies, I'm not sure irony would be the right word for it..."
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[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-07-02 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Now that would be a tragedy." It's a very looming thing, the thought of them running out of supplies — with hostile creatures around and everything. "I haven't been in the pharmacy since my arrival, but hopefully our captors aren't looking forward to losing all of their subjects. Or most of them, at least."
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[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-07-06 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I haven't been there at all, but I guess I got lucky when I landed here. Compared to most of the new arrivals I've seen since, I mean." He frowns and takes a drink, then adds quietly, "Well, no, I do mean that the other way, too. Whatever horrors our captors might have in mind for us, I seem to have escaped them so far."
blackmagus: (♒ ugghh)

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-07-06 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Fortescue nods. "People do seem to arrive injured, don't they?" she notes, just a bit wryly. She'd been injured, too, although that had been because of the removal of her celestial interface. That was strictly the fault of their captors. "I'm starting to think everyone who arrives needs a few bandages and a beer, as a welcome basket."
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[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-07-07 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
He chuckles softly. "Well I wasn't injured, but I'd still gladly accept a welcome basket like that. Maybe we could stick a pack of smokes in there, too? I'm low."
blackmagus: (♒ haha no really)

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-07-07 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I think we'd have to figure out how to produce those, first." She rubs her hands together idly. "Eventually we'll run out of paper. Even if we start using all of the books."
bluesrat: (cautious)

[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-07-07 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
He cringes a little. "Okay, I'd rather have books than cigarettes." He gives a few rattling coughs, although this is a fading condition brought on by his experience in the midst of the forest fire, rather than a symptom of his habit. "It probably wouldn't hurt me to quit, anyway."
blackmagus: (♒ smile)

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-07-07 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
Fortescue smiles at him, maybe a little concerned by the coughing, and pats his shoulder gently. "It's just one more terrible point of being here. Quitting when the supply's low should be slightly easier than normal."
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[personal profile] bluesrat 2013-07-07 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
He leans into the touch a little, but shrugs. "Sometimes I do run out and can't afford more for a while, but... this strikes me as a more permanent shortage. It's harder to bum a spare off somebody here, too."

He glances at her with a wry smile. "Although I guess if that's my only complaint about this place, I'm doing just fine."
blackmagus: (♒ haha no really)

[personal profile] blackmagus 2013-07-08 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope that's not your only complaint," she chuckles. "Unless you like a bit of the spotlight. I won't judge."

Even here, on break, there's still a camera fairly close by.