pHacon is currently out of the tourney. I will have to figure a way to conveniently get him out soon. For now he'll be a character for me, and won't do much, until further notice.
Sorry about that, I came unto a foregone conclusion without first weighing the positive aspects of my situation... Short story short, I convinced my mom that she was wrong and got my power cord back.
Sturhee tiemz
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"Did you just lie?" I asked KingRyan, but cutting in before he could speak "Never mind that... Now that I know we should be relatively safe here, barring the volcano that must be on this island doesn't erupt, I think I'm going to stay and try and make life here a little easier for the rest of us that side with Thoad... I would have only been good for making a boat and perhaps piloting if for you, though, so no great loss there. If you do need anything, though, you have but to ask and I'll help you as best I can until it interferes with what plans I have for staying."
"Now Captain," I start, looking at Thoad now, "you're acting a little crazy, but I like that in a leader as long as he can use it, and it looks like you can, so I'd prefer to help you."
With that, I walk away without so much of an answer towards the pile of supplies I could scavenge from the wreck and move them out of the tide's reach.
Reaching inside my coat to get my spade, I only now realize how wet I am. "Sonofa... My journal better not be-" I reach for it "Glad I decided to spend a little extra on that case." I say, realizing that it's safe from any water damage.
Deciding not to take off my coat, and to just let it dry off on me, I begin digging a few shallow holes in a radial pattern and place a few rocks inside them, then pouring water I gathered from the sea into the holes, forcing the rocks further down, then widening the holes.
Once each rectangular hole was about 4' deep, 10' long by 5' wide with a suitable ramp for entry, I began to reinforce their outward sloping sides with rocks gathered from the beach to prevent them from caving in.
"What are you doing?" asked our captain.
"Everyone gets their own room, Sir." I answer.
"I can see that, but the hole in the middle?"
"Supply dump."
Thoad, apparently satisfied with my work went off, but seeing him do so, I call out "How far away do you think those trees are from here?"
"Not so far, why?"
"I'll see if I can have a few of them here by tomorrow morning, don't wait up, these pits should be comfortable enough to spend the night in, even though they're unfinished."
"It's getting late, but you might have them here before nightfall, if you would like some help."
"Wouldn't be able to work on them, or even have reason to until morning, besides, I work best alone on jobs like these."
Done with the job at hand, I move towards the foliage as the sun sets, going at a light jog, and removing the patch I had placed over my left eye, so as to aid in my night vision. "I probably should have asked Orion for a bit of help, he has perfect night vision... Then again, with this moon I can see most everything well enough."
Arriving at the palms, invigorated by the beautiful night, I got to work on digging up their roots, then hacking them off with the sharpened edge of my spade. I had four down and stripped of leaves within the first hour, but kept going until I had ten, then took a break to weave some cordage out of creeper growing around the trees.
"Easy part is over... Let's see if I can get these down to the Outpost."
One by one, they arrived, battered and broken, all there with leaves and creeper-rope by sunrise.
"I think I can trust you guys to use these properly, I have some blueprints drawn up for a situation like this in my journal, pick your favorite, although I'm partial to a tree-house, myself..." I tell everyone after they woke up hearing the commotion. "I think I'm going to get some sleep first, though."
