He may be lean, but tilling soil is hard work; Deacon's body is functionally muscular from life spent on a farm before it was spent on the run, and he needs to stay in shape even if his goal is usually to stay long-range. He grips around the pipes and grits his teeth, a groan sounding from him as he starts to twist at it. It's not budging easily, but he's not giving up.
Adrenaline helps. The sooner this is done, the sooner they can all go home. He's adjusting his grip and twisting again, the vein in his forehead looking like it's about to explode, but the pipes finally give with a groan of their own and Deacon laughs, a tired and triumphant sound as he scrapes the bottom of the barrel for energy to work it the rest of the way off.
Of course he'll need to be careful when removing it, lest a blast of steam melt him to goo, so he waits for a moment, catching his breath and strategizing.
"Alright, pal, you're up--" he shouts to Danse, "You've got the physique of a man who can catch a ball in the end zone and score a touchdown or whatever. Time to see if you've got the skill to match. Ready?"
If and when Danse confirms or appears ready, that's when Deacon takes a big step back and kicks the part free from the pipes in the other man's direction, the leather boots he's worn for the job today protecting him from the steam it spits as it breaks free.
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Adrenaline helps. The sooner this is done, the sooner they can all go home. He's adjusting his grip and twisting again, the vein in his forehead looking like it's about to explode, but the pipes finally give with a groan of their own and Deacon laughs, a tired and triumphant sound as he scrapes the bottom of the barrel for energy to work it the rest of the way off.
Of course he'll need to be careful when removing it, lest a blast of steam melt him to goo, so he waits for a moment, catching his breath and strategizing.
"Alright, pal, you're up--" he shouts to Danse, "You've got the physique of a man who can catch a ball in the end zone and score a touchdown or whatever. Time to see if you've got the skill to match. Ready?"
If and when Danse confirms or appears ready, that's when Deacon takes a big step back and kicks the part free from the pipes in the other man's direction, the leather boots he's worn for the job today protecting him from the steam it spits as it breaks free.