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He hefted a few two-by-fours over his shoulder, making sure that they were perfectly balanced without the risk of toppling over as he rested a gloved hand a few inches from his face. His lips were set in a firm line as he made his way towards the back of the building they were adding onto, make it more spacious so it could accommodate more people who wanted to stay the night.

People with deep pockets that is. Solomon's Temple wasn't a cheap hotel to stay at, not in the slightest.

Hell, Altair wouldn't want to stay here even if he was offered a thousand dollars - seriously, the people who ran this place must have had a permanent tree trunk shoved up their ass. He's not just saying that either. They were like peacocks in a way, flaunting what they had and turning their heads up in a snotty manner to those who didn't meet the 'standards.'

More than once one of the two owners had shouted for him to be careful with where he was 'swinging' the planks.

To be honest, he would have loved to leave a nasty mark on the expensive tiling, just to see if that would cause someone to have a heart attack. Well, fainting seemed like a better result but still. (Altair was almost positive he wasn't the only one thinking of doing such either.)

Letting out a soft sigh, the Syrian rolled his shoulder and rose his other hand to grab hold of the two-by-fours. He slid them slowly off his shoulder to then set them down, standing tall as Rauf took a step back from what he'd been doing. The drill in hand was off, a precaution that everyone obeyed, the man lifting a hand to tip his hardhat back. After a moment, the man turned to face Altair, eyes showing how glad he was that his co-worker had gone and retrieved more boards.

"Thank you," he grinned, turning his attention elsewhere, "could you trim them a bit?"

Nodding, the brunet made his way to the saw table, heaving a sigh once he saw the same owner who kept bugging him standing there and looking down at the sawdust in a displeased manner. Oh, come on, Altair was so not in the mood to deal with this person right now.

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