If you'd trust me to work on it, I bet I could get it done in time. Might need to have K help me with the digging and hauling if we've gotta lay much new pipe, but the creek's a straight shot and plumbing's old hat for me. It'd be easy.
Or you could book a room somewhere for the party and then we're not on a timeline. Free plumber offer still stands, fuck knows I've got enough practice.
[Her instinct is to keep throwing up blocks, keep closing ranks with herself, especially after the last couple months - but she doesn't have a community to back her up here. She has Jesus, for whom Drake is community. She's seen it.]
It's a big job. More than a week, I'd guess, given the state of the rest of the place.
But you can come look if you really need to scrape up your knuckles some.
Okay. I'll take a look, but in that case I agree with you -- you should probably set up in the city for his party. We've got some friends with a club that might work? Jesus is on the bar one night a week but they've got a rooftop for private parties that'd probably be a different enough space.
Especially since you should toss Hakkyuu and Stephen on that list, and that officially rules out like a half dozen venues because nobody wants to feel like they're at work at a birthday party.
She sends him a pin. It does, technically, have an address but there are no streets to it, no roads. It's a hike outside the city, and they'd never get any appreciable supplies out here without a replicant helping them, but it's there: nestled into the bowl between two hills, pretty much invisible until someone is right on top of one crest or the other.
But Rosita is sitting on one of the roof supports in a tanktop and cargo pants and a military-style cap, hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, working on hammering frames into place. She's comfortable up there, confident in her work, but it also means he's almost to the property line before she'll look up and see him, and take a few long moments to recognize him and wave.
It's actually in better shape than Drake expected to find the place, based off what Jesus had told him and his own expectations of an abandoned property out in the woods somewhere like Duplicity. Hopefully the bones of it are structurally sound, but Drake has seen worse and started from less. From nothing, actually.
Rosita gets a wave back as he approaches, coming to stand beneath where she's working and shielding his eyes to grin up at her.
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I don't have much out at the property, so I'm accepting sign ups for food, drink, coolers with ice, shit like that.
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How many people we talking?
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Maybe it's better to go in the city. I don't have running water yet.
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What's the water situation gonna look like? I might be able to help with that.
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Probably not great for a party.
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Or you could book a room somewhere for the party and then we're not on a timeline. Free plumber offer still stands, fuck knows I've got enough practice.
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It's a big job. More than a week, I'd guess, given the state of the rest of the place.
But you can come look if you really need to scrape up your knuckles some.
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Especially since you should toss Hakkyuu and Stephen on that list, and that officially rules out like a half dozen venues because nobody wants to feel like they're at work at a birthday party.
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Is it the poetry place? The coffee house?
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Probably not? I meant the open mic. So maybe sometimes there's poetry, but it's not a coffee house.
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Anyway, yeah. When's a good time for you to get eyes on the plumbing?
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I'll send you the location.
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It needs some work.
But Rosita is sitting on one of the roof supports in a tanktop and cargo pants and a military-style cap, hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, working on hammering frames into place. She's comfortable up there, confident in her work, but it also means he's almost to the property line before she'll look up and see him, and take a few long moments to recognize him and wave.
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Rosita gets a wave back as he approaches, coming to stand beneath where she's working and shielding his eyes to grin up at her.
"Hey. Want a hand up there first?"