With Mr. Harris unavailable, Fraser was back at the job site again on Friday. There were several rows of provided water bottles and a cooler full of ice ( Read more... )

Fraser was, again, very grateful for the lack of purple rain and the lack of being a girl. He noticed the start of things being built as soon as he made his way out to the job site this morning ( Read more... )

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 ( Read more... )

So it was a little wet. So what? Not like the rain that was slowly spattering Xander's construction hat until it looked like he'd been swimming in Grape Kool-Aid made for an unsafe wor-- oh ( Read more... )

There weren't any gold X's or parrots on shoulders at the project site today. Instead, there were several small, white rats and they were...singing.

A simple rat, lowly born ( Read more... )

They were still mostly ruiny, but a great deal less trashy, thanks to the volunteers.

They were also covered in little X's, and there was a Xander standing near a wheelbarrow full of shovels.

"Okay so this wasn't what I had planned for today?" He scratched his head under the edge of his construction hat, then shrugged. "--but ignoring it when ( Read more... )

Standing next to a portable work-table piled as usual with hats, gloves, and other safety equipment, Xander had his own hat in one hand, the better to gesture with ( Read more... )

"Good morning," Fraser said, greeting those that had assembled. "To continue on from what Mr. Harris told you on Monday, we're going to continue the clean up of the area that was formerly the Echolls mansion. Please wear all proper safety attire and please refrain from playing with the debris ( Read more... )

"For anybody who wasn't here when this went down--" Xander, clad in a certain white and blue hardhat that might be familiar to some, jerked his thumb towards the partially-demolished building, speaking loudly over the noise of a drainage pump that was patiently sucking the mucky, muddy water out of what used to be a pretty kickass swimming pool. " ( Read more... )