You're so cold
but you feel alive
More often than not Maea had a tendency to bite off more than she could chew, diving into tasks wholeheartedly only to find herself in a pinch. This time, the dangers were possibilities of a broken back and an embarrassing tumble to the ground in front of a lot of people. Which... she would really rather avoid.
She had the presence of mind to shift the ice on the ground back to water before she could slip and fall, and after struggling with the sack for a while, Maea had to give up. Grumbling something about the woes of being short, she let out some of the sand she had gathered until the sack became more manageable. Then, she tried again. Perhaps she would have to go back and forth a few more times than the others, but better that then getting nowhere.
At least she wasn't the only one to have difficulties. "Are you both alright?" she commisserated, seeing how Ronin's sack had split open and Sunjata's fingers looked... rather pinched, and a bit sore. She bit her lip, trying and failing not to smile at him. "Crab for dinner, perhaps? Once we're done here?" she asked him sweetly.
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Maea dismisses the ice and lets out sand from the sack to make it easier to carry! Hoping that making several trips will get the job done quicker than breaking her back. Then she tries again.
She had the presence of mind to shift the ice on the ground back to water before she could slip and fall, and after struggling with the sack for a while, Maea had to give up. Grumbling something about the woes of being short, she let out some of the sand she had gathered until the sack became more manageable. Then, she tried again. Perhaps she would have to go back and forth a few more times than the others, but better that then getting nowhere.
At least she wasn't the only one to have difficulties. "Are you both alright?" she commisserated, seeing how Ronin's sack had split open and Sunjata's fingers looked... rather pinched, and a bit sore. She bit her lip, trying and failing not to smile at him. "Crab for dinner, perhaps? Once we're done here?" she asked him sweetly.
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Maea dismisses the ice and lets out sand from the sack to make it easier to carry! Hoping that making several trips will get the job done quicker than breaking her back. Then she tries again.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
