EVERY TEAR SOAKED WHISKEY MEMORY / private

[dannychan]

jim hummed. “they’d go better is lazy over there would help.” he chuckled. “can you lift me, drawl? i cant get to that nail up there..”

[peridot.]

He blinked and reached out to wrap his hands around Jim's waist, lifting him up so that he could reach the nail.

[dannychan]

he hummed and leaned to set up the wire, nodding. “ok!” he said and looked at drawl. “i grew in both height and weight, and you still can wrap one hand right around me.”
he groaned and huffed.

[peridot.]

He chuckled in a deep and gravelly way, putting Jim back down and saying softly, "You are still a soft and tiny fleshbag, Jim. That's never gonna change."

[dannychan]

he smiled slightly and sighed. “except in not flesh anymore. i’m.. whatever a troll has for skin.”

[peridot.]

"You're a fleshbag on the inside." He said, before gently prodding the other's cheek, "And it's basically stone."

[dannychan]

he snapped at the others finger and smiled slightly. “help me move that boulder. no ones taken it out yet and i keep running into it.” he said, changing the subject.

[peridot.]

Draal rose an eyebrow, but he nodded and moved to move the boulder away so that Jim wouldn't run into it anymore.

[dannychan]

jim and the others had finally found the new hearthstone and the building of a new troll market had begun. he was currently working on his little but, hanging up fairy lights and things, setting up furniture the others had gotten for him. he sighed, looking around and setting his hands on his hips. he glanced at claire, who was lounging on the rocking chair, sighing. “so, you’re not gonna help?” he asked. the girl smirked. “not even a little.” she said and saw the curtain get pulled back. jim looked up and smiled slightly. “hey draal.”

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[peridot.]

Draal said quietly as he walked in, glancing around and saying as he hunched his shoulders a bit, not wanting to hurt anything inside of the tiny hut, "Hey, Jim. How are things coming along?"