Colonel_Liam
Supernova
- Joined
- Sep 24, 2018
Who: Alexander Drake
Where: Moving between the lake and the Drake Jupiter
Relevant: Open to anyone
When: Mid Morning
Alexander was filthy. Although his family had agreed to nudism within the Jupiter, he had retained a pair of boxer briefs for today's task so as not to completely scandalize the 'neighbors' as he hauled clay and rock from the from lakeshore to the open patch of land he set aside for what he hoped would be his workshop area. He had a lot of future plans in mind, but they all centered on having access to brick, for it's heat resistant properties, and that meant making a kiln. From there he could build a forge and even structures that weren't just sod and wood, but it would all start with this project.
However the work wasn't easy. They had a steel shovel in the jupiter supply room, and he had fashioned a crude wheelbarrow out of some spare supplies, little more that a few boards nailed together with metal handles and spare wheel, but that still left him digging in a clay pit by the lakes edge, slopping it onto the wheelbarrow along with whatever large rocks he found, and hauling back to the patch.
In short order his body was caked in mud, with rivulets of skin showing where his sweat washed some of it away. He grunted with exertion as he dropped off another load, and paused to drink some water and catch his breath.
Where: Moving between the lake and the Drake Jupiter
Relevant: Open to anyone
When: Mid Morning
Alexander was filthy. Although his family had agreed to nudism within the Jupiter, he had retained a pair of boxer briefs for today's task so as not to completely scandalize the 'neighbors' as he hauled clay and rock from the from lakeshore to the open patch of land he set aside for what he hoped would be his workshop area. He had a lot of future plans in mind, but they all centered on having access to brick, for it's heat resistant properties, and that meant making a kiln. From there he could build a forge and even structures that weren't just sod and wood, but it would all start with this project.
However the work wasn't easy. They had a steel shovel in the jupiter supply room, and he had fashioned a crude wheelbarrow out of some spare supplies, little more that a few boards nailed together with metal handles and spare wheel, but that still left him digging in a clay pit by the lakes edge, slopping it onto the wheelbarrow along with whatever large rocks he found, and hauling back to the patch.
In short order his body was caked in mud, with rivulets of skin showing where his sweat washed some of it away. He grunted with exertion as he dropped off another load, and paused to drink some water and catch his breath.