IC: Vance nodded, the Scrab was heavy so he lifted his section onto the table and then sighed. "That was heavier than I thought. You'll have to introduce me to everybody!". Vance chuckled and drank from his flask.
Nimol was sweating heavily, after a few minutes of brisk work, he'd made about 25% of the base of the watchtower. Maybe he should have got the robots to help him, but it was a good workout anyway. Nimol smiled, wiped his brow and continued his work.
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