[Voice]

[rentawizard]

[This is a Harry. This is a moody Harry. This is a moody Harry with an aching body, trying to clear up half a forest by himself. He's already spent all the last two days trying, with varying levels of success, to fix the damage caused in the fights. Just because nobody else seems to be doing it]

I want it to be known that I hate you all. Especially

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[i_see_death]

[In the crow's eye, Joshua is visible poking through the wreckage of one of the ruined cabins, a disgruntled look on his face.]

[tiredly] Touching sentiment. I'm sure Vaati loves you too, Harry.

[rentawizard]

[Sigh, running a dirty and broken-nailed hand through his hair]

Vaati can suck it.

[i_see_death]

Agreed.

[Joshua pauses to shove at some debris with his foot, and regards whatever was beneath it solemnly.]

...Make that doubly agreed. He smashed my chess set.

[Shrugging, he turns and gives Harry a rather critical look through the crow's eye.] And how are you doing, sir? You look like hell.

[rentawizard]

And you look like Joshua, which isn't much better. I got beat up by a third-rate monster and I think I broke my toe by dropping a door on it. I'm great.

[Frowns]

Shame. I was going to offer to kick your ass at chess.

[See the bravado of the Lesser Spotted Idiot]

[priorpyro]

[There's a very long, still black lump on the ground in the vicinity of the crater where the lake used to be - feel free to stumble across it, but it might grunt in protest.]

[rentawizard]

[Stumble! While dragging a small tree. Fun.]

...

[Bending down to take a look. And a poke]

Hey.

[priorpyro]

[Axel's face down, and it looks like the ground around him was wet and has just begun to dry out - other than that, he doesn't look hurt, but his only reply when Harry trips over him with a tree is a muffled complaint.]

Nrgh.

[rentawizard]

[Harry would recognise those hips anywhere! And he's just sort of rolling Axel over onto his back and snapping his fingers in front of his face.]

Hey. Axel. Come in, Axel. Earth to Hipster.

[archive_sky]

You seem upset.

[Ark cocks her head; she's got a few places where flesh has been scraped away to reveal metal, but she's mostly unharmed.]

...and tired.

[rentawizard]

Your emotional awareness knows no...

[Loud grunt as he hauls at a tricky bit of tree, trying to shift it, then falls on his ass hard as the branch he's pulling on breaks off]

...bounds. Why would I be upset and tired?

[He's up again and dragging the wood free]

When I get these trees cleared up, we shall have a large bonfire. We can roast marshmallows and everything. See how grumpy I'm not? I'm thinking positive!

[archive_sky]

You are being sarcastic. Aren't you? Cerceus was sarcastic a lot.

Would you like me to assist you?

[rentawizard]

Not about the marshmallows. Marshmallows are good.

But yeah, Ark, I was being sarcastic. Help would be nice.

[warped_genetics]

[ Zetsurin's gonna come and help, k? K! He's dragging what looks like a makeshift sled-and-harness. Same one Razzat made for him to help drag rocks from the rock quarry, actually! Here Harry, have a frowny pink-haired boy. :( ]

...Can I help?

[rentawizard]

[Forgive him if he doesn't look up, Zets, he seems to have dropped a very heavy bit of wood onto his coat while crouching to pick it up, and is having issues getting loose. Handwave!]

Sure, kiddo, knock yourself out.

[warped_genetics]

[ Okay~! One moment to remove his clothes, transform, and he's using those sharply bent horns on his head to try and push the wood off of Harry's jacket. He's a lot stronger in this form, you see! ]

[rentawizard]

Hold on a minute, hold on one freaking minute! What the hell was that? What are you, the gayest werewolf in town?

[askthelookout]

I'm sure the feeling's mutual, sai.

Want a hand with that job?

[rentawizard]

Not really, I'd prefer two. One hand probably isn't enough, you see.

[askthelookout]

Not unless it's a very strong one, no.

I was just fixing up the shooting range, but that can wait, say true. Not too trig to leave the forests falling apart to fix up twenty square foot, aye?

I'll come and help.

[rentawizard]

[Absently, because it's just occurred to him why Cuthbert's accent is familiar.]

Thankee-sai.