Calling all family sorts, and passers-by.

[angsty_redhead]

Oh, this is overdue. A ways from the Mansion, around the edge of the lake, the bare skeleton of a new house has gone up. It's built off of and beyond some existing framework, lost now in the new structure; it's of a quite respectable size; it's got an Elf on the roof. Or what will be the roof, the reason being: he's in the process of constructing

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[sweariwontdie]

Having been invited several days before, Armand does eventually find the place. "Oh, this is where you've hidden it!"

[angsty_redhead]

"Hello, Armand! Was it that hard to find?"

[sweariwontdie]

"I got turned around is all. You didn't begin from scratch, I see." He's dressed to work, and grinning cheerfully.

[angsty_redhead]

"No, the ruins out here are as convenient as everything else." He smiles at Armand. "Come to help?"

[sweariwontdie]

"If I can. I'm not particularly skilled but my hands know how to do many things that surprise me."

[angsty_redhead]

"I've faith you'll manage. How have you been?"

[sweariwontdie]

"What do you want help with?"

He thinks a bit before answering. "I've been outdoors a lot, especially by the lake."

[angsty_redhead]

"If you don't mind heights--" oh, he's one to talk "--you could help out up here." He's putting in what will be rafters, if that's a valid house-building activity; the typist has no real idea. "There's a ladder 'round the back."

[sweariwontdie]

"I don't," he says with more confidence than he feels. He gores around to the back to find the latter. "Anything I should bring up with me?" he asks from the foot of it, raising his voice to be sure to be heard.