[Allen has been largely keeping to himself the past few weeks, but he's finally emerged out from whatever rock he's been living under to lend a hand or two to this restoration project. It's something to do, after all. A way to make himself useful, and a convenient distraction.
He can be found around the premises, anywhere, digging out large swaths of the snowy landscape. Dressed in a coat that's a little too big, but warm (thanks, Cross) and an ugly sweater underneath (thanks, Kevin), he flings shovelfuls of the cold stuff into massive piles, working more or less tirelessly (thanks, super-strength) throughout the day. It's easy, if cold work and it's easy to get lost in it — literally lost, which is why some of those cleared-out paths are kind of twisting out in strange patterns, maze-like, before apparently righting themselves.
Allen also occasionally comes across small penguin flocks here and there. Just comes with the territory. He tried to get closer to a few at first (who hasn't always wanted to see a penguin up close, come on), but he quickly learned his lesson. So you might come across him now hollering and flinging snow at gangs of the adorable awkward furious SNAPPING pests as they waddle ever closer, honking up a terrible storm, and yet they won't be deterred. He never wanted this!!]
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[Allen has been largely keeping to himself the past few weeks, but he's finally emerged out from whatever rock he's been living under to lend a hand or two to this restoration project. It's something to do, after all. A way to make himself useful, and a convenient distraction.
He can be found around the premises, anywhere, digging out large swaths of the snowy landscape. Dressed in a coat that's a little too big, but warm (thanks, Cross) and an ugly sweater underneath (thanks, Kevin), he flings shovelfuls of the cold stuff into massive piles, working more or less tirelessly (thanks, super-strength) throughout the day. It's easy, if cold work and it's easy to get lost in it — literally lost, which is why some of those cleared-out paths are kind of twisting out in strange patterns, maze-like, before apparently righting themselves.
Allen also occasionally comes across small penguin flocks here and there. Just comes with the territory. He tried to get closer to a few at first (who hasn't always wanted to see a penguin up close, come on), but he quickly learned his lesson. So you might come across him now hollering and flinging snow at gangs of the adorable awkward furious SNAPPING pests as they waddle ever closer, honking up a terrible storm, and yet they won't be deterred. He never wanted this!!]