It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
At least her hard work paid off. Putting the empty buckets and cleaning things aside, Wessex stands and surveys her work, satisfied - and soon finds that Weaver is satisfied with it as well. Well then. All is well in the world. Looking around, she sees that the bar has definitely come together, except for once last piece, which their attention is soon directed towards.
“Let me try” she volunteers, stepping forward and eyeing the piece of wood as it leans against the wall. Squatting down to get her fingers under the edges, she lifts with her legs, using the wall to steady it until she’s full standing, then a nudge hopefully sends it back against her chest. Holding low, she carries it to its place, where she squats down yet again, to get the far edge in line. Pushing up, it should hopefully slide onto its mount, though the proper positioning is yet to be determined. She remains to push in tiny increments one way or the other, according to Weaver’s direction.
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Wessex brings the slab of wood to its mount and remains for minor adjustments as needed.
“Let me try” she volunteers, stepping forward and eyeing the piece of wood as it leans against the wall. Squatting down to get her fingers under the edges, she lifts with her legs, using the wall to steady it until she’s full standing, then a nudge hopefully sends it back against her chest. Holding low, she carries it to its place, where she squats down yet again, to get the far edge in line. Pushing up, it should hopefully slide onto its mount, though the proper positioning is yet to be determined. She remains to push in tiny increments one way or the other, according to Weaver’s direction.
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Wessex brings the slab of wood to its mount and remains for minor adjustments as needed.
