Your Tax Dollars At Work

[plate_builder]

WHO: Reeve Tuesti, Open
WHERE: Temba
WHAT: Road Work
WHEN: All of April
WARNINGS: N/A

For those who hate the noise of roadwork, well, they will have Reeve's pity and apology later. For now there is work to be done. And the form of that work involves a very large machine that makes a bit too much noise and hot scents. There is nothing to be done for that part.

Though anyone who wants to complain can probably talk to the man and cat standing beside it, wearing hard hats (where did Reeve get one in Mini's size), discussing plans and a map.

Or perhaps one might find them when the machine is still and quieter, where Reeve stands securely on the edge of one of the holes in the road, lowering a rope into it at a slow pace. Clearly he's intent on the work, playing out the line with a constant level of caution.

And then there's the end of the day, as the sun is growing low, and Reeve is shutting down the machine while going about and checking material levels in it. Behind it a new stretch of road cures. Every now and then Reeve looks over toward it with clear pride. Another sign of Temba being restored to something like order. It's what he's here for.

Comments

[plate_builder]

"Improvising," Reeve says with a sigh. "I use a place for storing wood to cure because of the requirements of how it be treated, but otherwise I've done a lot of gather best I can and where I can."

[tyrants_son]

"Hm," Felwinter considers. "And I suppose a designated area would still make it necessary to go back and forth from when materials have run out. But it would at least be a place to gather things."

[plate_builder]

It would. Most of the time.

"We just don't have the infrastructure to centralize all the time."

[tyrants_son]

True enough. "Then what would be easier for you?" the Exo prompts. He can at least start somewhere.

[plate_builder]

There's no good answer there.

"I suppose being flexible is the best option I have. But getting things here for now is what matters."

[tyrants_son]

"Very well. I will bring some materials here, then." That seems to be the clearest route for the moment. They can likely talk about things all day otherwise, but it wouldn't get any work done.

Felwinter turns to be off to do so, as is his usual manner.

[plate_builder]

"That is very kind of you," Reeve says with a smile. "Should I message you the locations I've been using to acquire them?"

[tyrants_son]

"If you wish. It may make things easier," Felwinter says with but a brief glance over his shoulder.

[plate_builder]

"It would. I would be happy to do it for you. And as ever, my friend, I give you my thanks."

And he's already getting his communicator out to start messaging Felwinter what he would need to know.