Former Echolls Mansion, Monday, July 21
Xander stood in front of the now-much-less-muddy (though slightly purple-tinged) construction site, hat-clad as usual, though, er. Not the usual hat.
Blueprints were spread out in front of him on a table, next to said table was a large pile of cinderblock, and nearby all of that was a corner of the building which the trusty guys from NPC Construction had actually got into some semblance of its intended structure, bare metal framework waiting to be built around.
"Now don't anybody get so excited we have to truck you down to the clinic in a wheelbarrow," Xander said, "But we're actually gonna start building stuff."
[OOC: Community project, open to all!]
Blueprints were spread out in front of him on a table, next to said table was a large pile of cinderblock, and nearby all of that was a corner of the building which the trusty guys from NPC Construction had actually got into some semblance of its intended structure, bare metal framework waiting to be built around.
"Now don't anybody get so excited we have to truck you down to the clinic in a wheelbarrow," Xander said, "But we're actually gonna start building stuff."
[OOC: Community project, open to all!]