He was on a job. He should be setting down traps, but he didn't want to. He could delay here. Linger for a moment and pretend that she wanted to talk to him. That he wasn't getting paid to be here. A stupid fantasy, but she was indulging
"No. Never had the touch. Got oven mitts for hands," he said holding up his hands, palm front. They were big and strong, but not clumsy. That was just part of the joke. He worked on traps just fine, but woodwork was just too slow.
"The history of it though, that I like. These buildings," he said motioning with his hand to the apartment, "They all have history. This city was build with sweat and blood. We forget, but the building, they don't. They remember and if you listen close they can tell you things. Like that wall, it's been replaced."
He got up from his crouch and went to the wall. He put his hand on it, running over the seam where one wall met another.
"They didn't use the right technique, so it's different. New wall means the old one was knocked down or damaged. Termites maybe? Bullet holes? Who knows, but we've got a clue that something did once upon a time. We got a story or least the start of one."
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Date: 2015-09-30 05:27 am (UTC)"No. Never had the touch. Got oven mitts for hands," he said holding up his hands, palm front. They were big and strong, but not clumsy. That was just part of the joke. He worked on traps just fine, but woodwork was just too slow.
"The history of it though, that I like. These buildings," he said motioning with his hand to the apartment, "They all have history. This city was build with sweat and blood. We forget, but the building, they don't. They remember and if you listen close they can tell you things. Like that wall, it's been replaced."
He got up from his crouch and went to the wall. He put his hand on it, running over the seam where one wall met another.
"They didn't use the right technique, so it's different. New wall means the old one was knocked down or damaged. Termites maybe? Bullet holes? Who knows, but we've got a clue that something did once upon a time. We got a story or least the start of one."