[ their workplaces were so different now they were no longer students it was easy to forget that kaveh was for all intents and purposes an engineer - fixing things and building things had always come easy to him, but it wasn't often (if ever) that alhaitham got to observe him in that element. so he shrugs in agreeance, because having the blonde fix it is much cheaper than finding a tradesperson to do it - and then kaveh turns back around to face him, the current chores at hand lapsing in and out of both of their mind's eye. ]
'Kicked it in' is a bit of an exaggeration. [ the scribe replies, some incredulity lining his voice. kaveh's absolutely correct, but he's not about to admit it. ] Perhaps it just wasn't very structurally sound in the first place?
[ and maybe he sounds a bit grumpy, the flicker of a shadow casting across his face as he remembers the man he threw out last night - hopefully not a ranking member of the akademiya or anything, because he'd hate to cautioned by the matra for further 'enforcing' just how unwelcome he was anywhere near kaveh. cyno had very little tolerance for frivolous personal conflicts (which alhaitham strongly concurs with), but the scribe would make an exception... just this once. ]
I was simply taking out the trash.
[ is his dour response, though it's reminiscent of the protective demeanor he'd taken on the previous night and not that he's annoyed at kaveh. his turquoise eyes are unwavering as he watches the architect through them, the soft touch at his jaw welcome but not enough to soften the severity of his voice; ]
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[ their workplaces were so different now they were no longer students it was easy to forget that kaveh was for all intents and purposes an engineer - fixing things and building things had always come easy to him, but it wasn't often (if ever) that alhaitham got to observe him in that element. so he shrugs in agreeance, because having the blonde fix it is much cheaper than finding a tradesperson to do it - and then kaveh turns back around to face him, the current chores at hand lapsing in and out of both of their mind's eye. ]
'Kicked it in' is a bit of an exaggeration. [ the scribe replies, some incredulity lining his voice. kaveh's absolutely correct, but he's not about to admit it. ] Perhaps it just wasn't very structurally sound in the first place?
[ and maybe he sounds a bit grumpy, the flicker of a shadow casting across his face as he remembers the man he threw out last night - hopefully not a ranking member of the akademiya or anything, because he'd hate to cautioned by the matra for further 'enforcing' just how unwelcome he was anywhere near kaveh. cyno had very little tolerance for frivolous personal conflicts (which alhaitham strongly concurs with), but the scribe would make an exception... just this once. ]
I was simply taking out the trash.
[ is his dour response, though it's reminiscent of the protective demeanor he'd taken on the previous night and not that he's annoyed at kaveh. his turquoise eyes are unwavering as he watches the architect through them, the soft touch at his jaw welcome but not enough to soften the severity of his voice; ]
You could've done far better, is all.