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Some time after Road Map
If there was one situation in everyday life where everyone seemed to have a need to get involved it was weddings.
And the problem was, in this case, Katyebah and Larzhal couldn't find a way to deny any of them.
They were providing the land for their house - not traditional, but when Katyebah and Onton had, with Larzhal's help, designed a plan to widen Lannamer's worst traffic intersections, they had necessitated the semi-demolition of several buildings. One of those lots - now holding half of a former Education Bureau facility - had been deeded to Katyebah and Onton for their service.
Onton, in a rare move of complete generosity, had gifted his half to Katyebah and Larzhal as a wedding gift (until then, they hadn't realized they were getting married, although everyone around them knew it). And the Education Bureau, grateful for the excuse to rebuild, had donated the services of their builder for a week of time.
All that was left were the designs to turn a half a building on a small lot into a full home.
And there, well, everyone had an opinion. Onton, who had given the land, had spent half a day scribbling on plans, adding "improvements." At least he was an engineer. The happy couple's parents, who by tradition would have provided the land and the building, had any number of ideas and input, most of which were completely unsuitable.
As the sun set, two days before the builder would arrive, Katyebah and Larzhal stared at the notes, the gifts, and the two pieces of useful input their families had provided.
"Double walls on the windward face." Larzhal's uncle Bantas has drawn in the lines with smooth, engineer's-hand lines. "It's facing the road, so it will block sound and protect you in the winter."
"I got an overshipment of these blue tiles. It's not enough for the whole roof." Katybah's aunt Gelah had dropped the cartons with a loud thump. "But you could do some sort of design."
Katybah's pencil was wandering, sketching designs suggesting wind and sea. The ancient building had good lines and sturdy walls, those that were left. The double wall would close in the building, and the tiles...
"Block the wind and bless it over with a prayer?" Larzhal smiled. "Always practical."
"Always using every gift. That's the tradition, after all." She leaned against his arms, and considered the turret Onton wanted them to install.
fflox's promptSome time after Road Map
If there was one situation in everyday life where everyone seemed to have a need to get involved it was weddings.
And the problem was, in this case, Katyebah and Larzhal couldn't find a way to deny any of them.
They were providing the land for their house - not traditional, but when Katyebah and Onton had, with Larzhal's help, designed a plan to widen Lannamer's worst traffic intersections, they had necessitated the semi-demolition of several buildings. One of those lots - now holding half of a former Education Bureau facility - had been deeded to Katyebah and Onton for their service.
Onton, in a rare move of complete generosity, had gifted his half to Katyebah and Larzhal as a wedding gift (until then, they hadn't realized they were getting married, although everyone around them knew it). And the Education Bureau, grateful for the excuse to rebuild, had donated the services of their builder for a week of time.
All that was left were the designs to turn a half a building on a small lot into a full home.
And there, well, everyone had an opinion. Onton, who had given the land, had spent half a day scribbling on plans, adding "improvements." At least he was an engineer. The happy couple's parents, who by tradition would have provided the land and the building, had any number of ideas and input, most of which were completely unsuitable.
As the sun set, two days before the builder would arrive, Katyebah and Larzhal stared at the notes, the gifts, and the two pieces of useful input their families had provided.
"Double walls on the windward face." Larzhal's uncle Bantas has drawn in the lines with smooth, engineer's-hand lines. "It's facing the road, so it will block sound and protect you in the winter."
"I got an overshipment of these blue tiles. It's not enough for the whole roof." Katybah's aunt Gelah had dropped the cartons with a loud thump. "But you could do some sort of design."
Katybah's pencil was wandering, sketching designs suggesting wind and sea. The ancient building had good lines and sturdy walls, those that were left. The double wall would close in the building, and the tiles...
"Block the wind and bless it over with a prayer?" Larzhal smiled. "Always practical."
"Always using every gift. That's the tradition, after all." She leaned against his arms, and considered the turret Onton wanted them to install.
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Date: 2012-06-30 04:12 am (UTC)