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Everyone seemed quiet excited, it was good really, it was nice to know the team was still in high spirits! Even if she was practically blind at the moment. With Shehk patting her shoulder she guided her way to the build site proper flopping on her knees to poke at the ground with her right hand.

No sense trying to dig with a hand of bones; sand would fall right out!

So the ghoul set about her work crawling in a circle hand scooping sand out, reaching it smoothing the edges best she could before they eventually attempted to add water. She went about the task slowly humming to herself as she dug till Siddie came over.

"Eh break it?" She shook the coconut in her hands curiously before scooting away from the moat. She didn't want to risk breaking it. "Ya'll found some odd stuff you know. Prickly little things, a fuzzy nut thing, and Shehk is that a fish?" She chuckled briefly before she set the coconut down cracking it in half easily with a strike from her fist. With that done she went back to her duty.

Round and round the Sammy went digging a moat till she was finally done, rolling over to flop on her back.

The others started on the castle and when she could she helped out. Timidly actually as it was still a pain to see, everything was too bright and even after her eyes adjusted it still hurt to look with them fully open. "It looks good..." She paused, "At least from what I can see." She moved backwards to get a better view with squinted eyes at their finished product.

"I'm with the Siren though. We need to add a village sometime. Like a whole town or something." She grinned, had it not been a test for Famine today would actually be a pretty awesome day.

The question is what would happen next?

"W-wait S-shehk don't go!" She flailed a hand after the other ghoul taking a few steps before faceplanting in the sand, another coconut strikes again. When she finally sat up she had the saddest look on her face.

"Guys... I think I got sand in my eyesocket...." she practically whimpered before shaking her head about trying to dislodge the itchy bits of sand.

"I wish I had some too... never needed em back home. Sure some lights where a bother but this is just terrible." She brushed more of the sand off her jacket and pants continuing to kneel while Siddie tilted her head about to get a better look through the FEAR and into the eye sockets.

It was fairly easy to see actually, her FEAR had dimmed its self to small points of purple, translucent and clear showing the inside of the empty socket. What came next though caused Sammy to yelp and whine on par with Shehk when fussing.

"S-siddie hjsdkf that feels weird ew ew ew ew ew..." Being made of pure FEAR it was most sensitive part of her body. Having fingers poke through it? Ew ew ew ew ew ew and um ew.

Entering!

"She can, err, borrow mine," Barth offered, stepping gradually off the footpath. He only had the one pair, but the broad hat kept his eyes shaded. For once, he wasn't layered in piles of clothing. The beach was much warmer than the cool October air from home.

"I don't mind. ...Hello, Siddie. Sammy."

"Then don't get sand in your eyes again," Siddie advised. "Oh! Hi, Barth! That's good of you, thank you."

She smiled at the demon and tilted her head just a little. "Has your team finished a castle also?"

"Trying," Siddie said. "Well - staying out of the sun." She patted the handle of her parasol. "I'm just glad I have this. It's so ... so bright out here." She gave a little shiver, not entirely theatrical. "Couldn't we have built sandcastles on the Scarefari beach? All this sun."

"I guess they must be used to it," Siddie said dubiously. She wasn't quite sure how or why, when there were nice dark nights and caves and closets and cellars, but humans were a whole different sort of creature. Who could understand that?

"The trees are nice, though!" she agreed. Then she paused. "Except one of them threw a nut at me." She indicated the coconut halves strategically placed in the sand castle. "But we used it for building, so I guess that's all right."

At the question, her posture stiffened minutely. "It's not - the sort of thing they would attend," she said, and looked away. "All this light. They might be watching it on the skelevision, I don't know."

"I'll consider myself warned," Siddie said, and giggled.

She smiled at the courtly gesture, her posture unconsciously falling into the way she'd long been taught to hold herself, a silent expression of not-quite-shy flirtatiousness, her hand resting gracefully in his for a moment. It was a performance, complicated and subtle, required for navigating the sitting rooms and ballrooms and conference rooms both would be expected to inhabit - if things were to go as they'd been planned. "Good luck to you too," she said; out of direct range of the muckrophones, her voice held only simple friendliness. "I'll be careful. Go find a place to sit before you fall over, 'kay?"