When life gives you lemons, the solution is simple in Billy's world: get to work!

With a restlessness perhaps more intense than his usual construction mode, Billy had located the agreed-upon site of the bathhouse in the City and begun preliminary work over the past few days. The contributions were collected, labor was pitched in, and by now the ground was level and the water was just about ready to flow in as soon as the heating system was installed. Soon enough, walls and fixtures would begin to appear.

On the outside perimeter of the work area were the different design sketches, all kept there on easels for reference and comments. A blank paper was left for anyone to propose additions if they wanted to. Whatever happened, Billy would work day in and day out to finish construction as quickly as possible. He still spent hours in the lab at his original job each day, but every spare moment was spent here, including two that were once for sleeping. Even his slop was grabbed to go and eaten here while he adjusted the blueprints or shaped some gathered wire.

He would need some help gathering and moving the scattered material for the walls, but he was confident that it could be done soon. Some of the crew members were celebrating the winter holidays again, weren't they? This would be his gift to the ship, as it was about the most he could contribute right then.

((ooc: This is pretty much to establish that the bathhouse/onsen construction is underway. Tagging in for the volunteers is totally optional and handwavable, of course, this can just be one big handwave 'this is happening' post. I still need to clear when it'll be done, but I'm hoping by maybe a week/week and a half after podpop. Billy's showing small signs of depression---bags under eyes, lined face, more closed-off than usual---but they can be missed or chalked up to a bad day if you just want a light thread. I'm not sharing angst with anyone unless you want that direction!))