Construction Site: Friday the 24th, all day
The construction site would be eerily quiet if it weren't for the Best of the Beach Boys playing at this week's typical volume level. The halls and grounds are clean and empty of equipment and supplies, except for a table full of picnic supplies, and a rack of hard-hats standing next to it.
"You know, I think we ended up with a school here," Xander says, managing a grin despite the nearness of the fruitbat who's claiming to be in charge of said school. "Much as we'd like to keep putting you to work, we seem to have run out of it. So for your last day on the job, your assignment is to grab a helmet, sammiches and chips, and take a look at what you helped put back together, because you rocked the house, guys."
The smile vanishes when he adds, "But stay the hell away from the Principal's Office. No matter how trouble-proof you think you might be. Consider that your final safety lecture of the summer."
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[OOC: Yup, last construction post! Open!]
"You know, I think we ended up with a school here," Xander says, managing a grin despite the nearness of the fruitbat who's claiming to be in charge of said school. "Much as we'd like to keep putting you to work, we seem to have run out of it. So for your last day on the job, your assignment is to grab a helmet, sammiches and chips, and take a look at what you helped put back together, because you rocked the house, guys."
The smile vanishes when he adds, "But stay the hell away from the Principal's Office. No matter how trouble-proof you think you might be. Consider that your final safety lecture of the summer."
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[OOC: Yup, last construction post! Open!]