Off the porters went, and Zef barely spared them a glance before her eyes lit on Maea and the promise of 'the fun part.' "By all means, let's get the party started," she purred. Deft fingers moved swiftly to undo the buttons on her coat, which she dropped onto the couch with the pillows. Underneath she exercised her Dygra-given right to bare arms, flexing her sculpted biceps in a deliberate display of showing off for the other two Ancients.
Grabbing the other end of the couch, she gave Maea a wink. "Ready when you are, Sugarplum!" At the pale Ancient's signal, Zef lifted her end of the couch, and if it wasn't with ease at least it wasn't with any particular difficulty. The tight corners might prove to be more of a challenge, but since she was working with another person it was just a matter of angling and occasional backing-up to get a better line of attack in the confined space of the stairs.
Zef helps Maea with the couch!
Grabbing the other end of the couch, she gave Maea a wink. "Ready when you are, Sugarplum!" At the pale Ancient's signal, Zef lifted her end of the couch, and if it wasn't with ease at least it wasn't with any particular difficulty. The tight corners might prove to be more of a challenge, but since she was working with another person it was just a matter of angling and occasional backing-up to get a better line of attack in the confined space of the stairs.
Zef helps Maea with the couch!
