"It's great that BADGE is putting more resources into digging wells and creating reservoirs for everyone here, Meesh," Tri-blade said as he lugged a set of pipes behind him. "The best part of it is that this could be seen as easy P.R. but everyone's genuine in helping out."
Agent Michelle nodded. "If anyone needs help, it's the people of the nearby villages. The Antaeus encounter left a big scar on many fronts. This is just one step in getting everyone back on their feet."
Tri-blade and a group of assorted BADGE agents and a few super-powered persons began the relatively quick work of clearing the designated area of brush and debris, then a set of drill rigs were wheeled in. Expert crews began the process of drilling, while the others started setting up fencing and the foundation for an accompanying rainwater catchment system.
"Africa is massive. Chad itself is large. Each individual location is worthy of focus and detail and we've got a long way to go, even in this pocket of land," said Tri-blade as he wiped sweat off of his brow.
Michelle added, "That man who became Antaeus, sigh. Was it a case of someone getting power, then getting too boasty about it?"
Tri-blade began to reply, but was interrupted by a local villager. Middle-aged and very slender, he sighed a bit loudly, yet was smiling.
"I have a good tale about getting too high and mighty. You want to hear it?" he said in a quiet, yet stern voice.
Eyebrow raised, Tri-blade looked at the man, then at Michelle.
"I've heard one or two tales from the Mythic Anansi while here a while back, I suspect this may be one of them. But go on, friend, for my friend's benefit. We're always willing to learn more oral stories, after all, this continent is renowned for them."
The man nodded, then stood tall. As he began to speak, Tri-blade noticed that he immediately appeared younger and more spritely.
(To be continued)
Agent Michelle nodded. "If anyone needs help, it's the people of the nearby villages. The Antaeus encounter left a big scar on many fronts. This is just one step in getting everyone back on their feet."
Tri-blade and a group of assorted BADGE agents and a few super-powered persons began the relatively quick work of clearing the designated area of brush and debris, then a set of drill rigs were wheeled in. Expert crews began the process of drilling, while the others started setting up fencing and the foundation for an accompanying rainwater catchment system.
"Africa is massive. Chad itself is large. Each individual location is worthy of focus and detail and we've got a long way to go, even in this pocket of land," said Tri-blade as he wiped sweat off of his brow.
Michelle added, "That man who became Antaeus, sigh. Was it a case of someone getting power, then getting too boasty about it?"
Tri-blade began to reply, but was interrupted by a local villager. Middle-aged and very slender, he sighed a bit loudly, yet was smiling.
"I have a good tale about getting too high and mighty. You want to hear it?" he said in a quiet, yet stern voice.
Eyebrow raised, Tri-blade looked at the man, then at Michelle.
"I've heard one or two tales from the Mythic Anansi while here a while back, I suspect this may be one of them. But go on, friend, for my friend's benefit. We're always willing to learn more oral stories, after all, this continent is renowned for them."
The man nodded, then stood tall. As he began to speak, Tri-blade noticed that he immediately appeared younger and more spritely.
(To be continued)
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