❝ When Heavensdoor was given the task of cleaning up around the Gaia, it seemed easy enough. It would be simple work, clearing up a few branches, all he had to do was toss them in a pile somewhere and he'd be finished. And, with his telekinesis, how hard could that be?
Unfortunately, he had overestimated his strength, especially on a particular branch he was focused on that had crumbled off of the tree during the Ruiner's fire. He had learned the hard way that he couldn't use his powers on anything heavier than himself, and even though it was only slightly, it was heavier nonetheless. He probably looked ridiculous, adamantly glaring at a fallen tree branch, his brows furrowing as it didn't budge. With a sigh, his features eventually softened, realizing that he'd have to do this the hard way. He found a good spot to lift from and clenched the branch in between his teeth, straining himself to try and lift it up enough for him to drag it away. Unfortunately, Heavensdoor had gotten quite used to relying on his telekinesis instead of the strength within his body to move things, and the strength he had was quite little.
So, there he was, dragging a branch across the grass, silently hoping nobody was watching as he struggled to pull it across to the pile of other branches. He could pin the blame on Ruiners, if anyone was. If they hadn't decided to storm through and destroy everything, perhaps he wouldn't have to be dragging a fallen tree branch around right then. For a second, he paused, his eyes scanning the land as he let go of the branch, only to see more broken limbs lying still around the Gaia. He severely, severely underestimated how much effort it would take to get this all done. ❞