Eden stands a little distance off, her arms crossed across her chest. She's been past in her wanderings every so often, and he's always been doing the same shit. Pushing the button. Eden's jaw tightens. It makes her angry, for some reason that she can't quite put her finger on.
"Hello, Eden," he said, climbing calmly down from his ladder and moving over to the computer. He made no comment on her tone, or the disdain he'd seen on her face every time she'd passed by over the last few weeks.
"Does it really matter to you what my answer is?" He entered in the numbers and pressed the button, glancing at the counter as it whirred into place and then moving back to his discarded hammer and nails.
"Call it morbid curiosity," she says, lifting her head to watch the counter flip back to zero. Her hair is hanging in sweaty curls around her face. It's hard to remember the last time she slept well.
"There are people around here sleeping in smaller houses than that thing's getting."
At first, Peter doesn't believe his ears, that they must be playing a sort of joke on him. Then the alarm begins to sound and he blinks rapidly, raising both hands in sudden panic. "I've not touched anything!" he immediately shouts out to anyone who'll listen. "I've not...wait, what did I do?"
"You didn't," John said, climbing off the ladder, nails stowed away in his pocket and a friendly smile on his face.
He typed the numbers in carefully, let the other man watch as I pressed Execute, making the alarm silence abruptly and the counter spin back to the start.
Peter just watches for a very long moment and then blinks in confusion. "Sorry, but your car looks the most odd I've ever seen in a moving vehicle," he notes, with both sarcasm and good cheer warring together to find a happy medium.
Mamet wanders up, hands in his pockets, sunglasses perched on the top of his head. He glances up at Locke, squinting from the sun, and moves inside to enter the code and get the thing started up again.
"Hey...hey, you should wait 'til someone can hold that, you know?" he says when he's done, walking over to do so.
"It looks like I just did," John called down from atop the ladder, smiling at the sound of the counter fluttering back into place before it was drowned out by the pounding hammer
"And I appreciate your offer," John said, but he was already climbing down from the ladder, stowing away the nails and hammer in his makeshift toolbox and pulling an orange from his pocket. "It's a nice day, there's no reason not to get a little work done."
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Eden stands a little distance off, her arms crossed across her chest. She's been past in her wanderings every so often, and he's always been doing the same shit. Pushing the button. Eden's jaw tightens. It makes her angry, for some reason that she can't quite put her finger on.
"Who exactly do you think that you're saving?"
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"Does it really matter to you what my answer is?" He entered in the numbers and pressed the button, glancing at the counter as it whirred into place and then moving back to his discarded hammer and nails.
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"There are people around here sleeping in smaller houses than that thing's getting."
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He typed the numbers in carefully, let the other man watch as I pressed Execute, making the alarm silence abruptly and the counter spin back to the start.
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"This one's stationary, I'm afraid."
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"Hey...hey, you should wait 'til someone can hold that, you know?" he says when he's done, walking over to do so.
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"Almost done."
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"Told you I could help build this. Why don't you take a break?"
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