Something there is that doesn't love a wall
WHO: Victor and Molly
WHAT: Carpentry and conversation
WHERE: Paradise Motel
WHEN: Saturday afternoon
WARNINGS: they are totally not licensed contractors
SUMMARY: Victor ran down to NM to see to Gert, who turned out to not need his help at all. So he's taking the opportunity to hang with his favorite mutant and make himself useful.
All in all, the damage Archangel had done to the suite hadn't been that bad. He hadn't taken any plumbing with him, and only one electrical circuit needed rewiring. As a bonus, offering to mend the wall wasn't just a random act of kindness; it gave Victor a great excuse to spend some quality time with Molly.
"Back up a sec, kiddo, this could spark."
Vic concentrates, and the masonry nails rise from his hands and shoot down into the motel's foundation, embedding in the concrete with a crackle-hum of electromagnetism. He tries to wiggle the new studs, and they hold firm.
"Okay Moll, you hold the drywall right here and I'll tack it down. Or do you want to do the nails?"
WHAT: Carpentry and conversation
WHERE: Paradise Motel
WHEN: Saturday afternoon
WARNINGS: they are totally not licensed contractors
SUMMARY: Victor ran down to NM to see to Gert, who turned out to not need his help at all. So he's taking the opportunity to hang with his favorite mutant and make himself useful.
All in all, the damage Archangel had done to the suite hadn't been that bad. He hadn't taken any plumbing with him, and only one electrical circuit needed rewiring. As a bonus, offering to mend the wall wasn't just a random act of kindness; it gave Victor a great excuse to spend some quality time with Molly.
"Back up a sec, kiddo, this could spark."
Vic concentrates, and the masonry nails rise from his hands and shoot down into the motel's foundation, embedding in the concrete with a crackle-hum of electromagnetism. He tries to wiggle the new studs, and they hold firm.
"Okay Moll, you hold the drywall right here and I'll tack it down. Or do you want to do the nails?"