Abs Lesan
Early-afternoon during the summer was a beautiful time to be outdoors with the cool breeze and sunshine. It did not get as hot in the mountains as it did further below. The weather was perfect for building things. That was the mindset of Judah Lesan Jr. He was like his father, Judah Lesan. The younger Lesan was a builder when he could be. He took pleasure in the simplicity of working with his hands. The task of building a bridge was one most Jedi would use the force to complete, but not JJ. He loved doing things the old fashioned way.
His short dark hair was moist with sweat as it was collecting on his brow. The skin of his bare torso glistened under the light of the sun. His muscles contracting and relaxing as he raised the axe and brought it down upon the wood as he cut the braces he needed to support the weight of the traffic. Most of the afternoon was spent cutting the wood. Other parts had been done before hand, and once the posts were in place, all the young man had to do was put the bridge together. His bare torso was now wet with sweat as the summer sun shone on his back. His brown pants were collecting the sweat around the waist, still he worked not caring. He enjoyed working with his hands, and he enjoyed building things.
When it came time to put the planks down, JJ used the back of the axe head as a hammer. He had been building other things this way for some time and did not miss a single nail. The focus and patience he had for building did not always carry over to other areas. There was no patience when it came to negotiations. The young Jedi was a strong empath and could tell when people were lying. JJ called them out on it more times that and not, which resulted in negotiations breaking down. He was too aggressive for the task. With wood he was different. He enjoyed the art and the craft, and so he worked patiently.
It had helped to keep his mind off of the one person he found himself missing a lot lately. [member="Sasha Voss"] had been his best friend when he started high school, shortly after his father brought her to live with their family. While it seemed to work with the family, the street wise teen had found the adjustment to "normal" life and school difficult. When she left with [member="Cambria Zadira"] two yeas ago, JJ felt like he had lost his best friend. The bond the two had developed was strong, and as a result, she was often on his mind. The work JJ did outdoors with his hands was as much about distracting himself from missing her as much as it was for enjoyment.
The woodworker needed a break. Grabbing his canteen the Jedi sat on the stump he had been using to set the wood on he had chopped earlier. The cool liquid felt good as it slid down his parched throat, so much so, he pourd some on top of his head as well to cool off from the work he had been doing. The bridge itself was near ready to test. All he needed to do was find a boulder, or someone willing to cross it, to test it out. Not that it mattered, JJ already knew it would hold.
His short dark hair was moist with sweat as it was collecting on his brow. The skin of his bare torso glistened under the light of the sun. His muscles contracting and relaxing as he raised the axe and brought it down upon the wood as he cut the braces he needed to support the weight of the traffic. Most of the afternoon was spent cutting the wood. Other parts had been done before hand, and once the posts were in place, all the young man had to do was put the bridge together. His bare torso was now wet with sweat as the summer sun shone on his back. His brown pants were collecting the sweat around the waist, still he worked not caring. He enjoyed working with his hands, and he enjoyed building things.
When it came time to put the planks down, JJ used the back of the axe head as a hammer. He had been building other things this way for some time and did not miss a single nail. The focus and patience he had for building did not always carry over to other areas. There was no patience when it came to negotiations. The young Jedi was a strong empath and could tell when people were lying. JJ called them out on it more times that and not, which resulted in negotiations breaking down. He was too aggressive for the task. With wood he was different. He enjoyed the art and the craft, and so he worked patiently.
It had helped to keep his mind off of the one person he found himself missing a lot lately. [member="Sasha Voss"] had been his best friend when he started high school, shortly after his father brought her to live with their family. While it seemed to work with the family, the street wise teen had found the adjustment to "normal" life and school difficult. When she left with [member="Cambria Zadira"] two yeas ago, JJ felt like he had lost his best friend. The bond the two had developed was strong, and as a result, she was often on his mind. The work JJ did outdoors with his hands was as much about distracting himself from missing her as much as it was for enjoyment.
The woodworker needed a break. Grabbing his canteen the Jedi sat on the stump he had been using to set the wood on he had chopped earlier. The cool liquid felt good as it slid down his parched throat, so much so, he pourd some on top of his head as well to cool off from the work he had been doing. The bridge itself was near ready to test. All he needed to do was find a boulder, or someone willing to cross it, to test it out. Not that it mattered, JJ already knew it would hold.