This is probably the most ridiculous situation he's ever found himself in. Did they honestly expect people to go along with this? Sure, the level of organization was impressive. But really, if they're having assemblies complete with monotone speakers and handing out just enough information to make people curious, why couldn't they do something more helpful... such as telling people why they were here in the first place? It all just seemed a little too rehearsed, and honestly, Hunk had more questions than answers.
So when the speaker finally finished up, he turned to the nearest person and cleared his throat. "Are you buying any of this? Because honestly... it seems like they're not telling us everything."
Physical Training
At least this was something he could wrap his head around. If they're going to be stuck here for however long, he figured the least he could do was make himself useful and help with the cleanup. So he threw himself into it with far more enthusiasm than he'd shown during the lecture.
Hunk had always been a hard worker, and the next however long was spent hauling away fallen trees and helping out with any heavy lifting that needed doing in regards to repairing the damaged temples. If nothing else, it would be a welcome distraction from his new lot in life.
Rest and Refreshments
All that manual labor had left him with an appetite the size of a house, and when he finally laid eyes on the spread today, Hunk was... a little disappointed. While it was certainly cute, it absolutely wasn't the sort of thing he was used to. And honestly, he wasn't sure it was going to be enough.
But in the effort of playing along, he went about filling a plate with dainty little finger sandwiches and chocolates and a variety of everything, while being mindful not to take too much because there were other people to think about. He even managed to brew himself a cup of chamomile tea before wandering off to find a place to sit at one of the tables. __
Once he'd finished eating, he wandered over toward the craft tables to have a look, though he didn't make any move to approach just yet. Arts and crafts had never really been his strong suit, but then again, what would it hurt to try?
Wildcard
[If none of the above strikes your fancy, we can do something else. I'm easy to get along with. And I'll match format, so hit me with it~]
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This is probably the most ridiculous situation he's ever found himself in. Did they honestly expect people to go along with this? Sure, the level of organization was impressive. But really, if they're having assemblies complete with monotone speakers and handing out just enough information to make people curious, why couldn't they do something more helpful... such as telling people why they were here in the first place? It all just seemed a little too rehearsed, and honestly, Hunk had more questions than answers.
So when the speaker finally finished up, he turned to the nearest person and cleared his throat. "Are you buying any of this? Because honestly... it seems like they're not telling us everything."
Physical Training
At least this was something he could wrap his head around. If they're going to be stuck here for however long, he figured the least he could do was make himself useful and help with the cleanup. So he threw himself into it with far more enthusiasm than he'd shown during the lecture.
Hunk had always been a hard worker, and the next however long was spent hauling away fallen trees and helping out with any heavy lifting that needed doing in regards to repairing the damaged temples. If nothing else, it would be a welcome distraction from his new lot in life.
Rest and Refreshments
All that manual labor had left him with an appetite the size of a house, and when he finally laid eyes on the spread today, Hunk was... a little disappointed. While it was certainly cute, it absolutely wasn't the sort of thing he was used to. And honestly, he wasn't sure it was going to be enough.
But in the effort of playing along, he went about filling a plate with dainty little finger sandwiches and chocolates and a variety of everything, while being mindful not to take too much because there were other people to think about. He even managed to brew himself a cup of chamomile tea before wandering off to find a place to sit at one of the tables.
__
Once he'd finished eating, he wandered over toward the craft tables to have a look, though he didn't make any move to approach just yet. Arts and crafts had never really been his strong suit, but then again, what would it hurt to try?
Wildcard
[If none of the above strikes your fancy, we can do something else. I'm easy to get along with. And I'll match format, so hit me with it~]