AURELIA
and my hands aren't clean
maybe they never will be
maybe they never will be
Aurelia's glad to have the help but it appears this is where her luck runs dry. They manage... very little, if anything at all, in the way of prying this thing from the heavy sand. Or maybe it's what's heavy. Maybe that's a good sign, at the very least.
Giving it one last heave, she relents with a huff. She's not able to formulate any other ideas herself so right when she's about to agree with Melita, to at least try it that way, Sunjata comes up with an even better idea.
However, Aurelia's not inclined to think of it that way. Her expression twists into disbelief and then rejection, but she hardly gets the word "Dragon!?" out before he is one. Even if he created plenty of space for himself, the simple fact of actually seeing a dragon in person is enough to knock Aurelia onto her ass. For a moment, all she can do is sit there in the waves, glaring.
Great. Her expression is dark but, rather than make any sort of argument, she hoists herself back up. At least he gave her warning - she's not sure if it was fair warning, but.. all the same. This better work, she thinks to herself.
Retrieving the shovel, she attempts to squeeze it underneath the bone and push it up. So she might give Dragon-Jata better leverage.
Aurelia, soaking wet and unamused, uses her shovel to try to dislodge the bone.
Giving it one last heave, she relents with a huff. She's not able to formulate any other ideas herself so right when she's about to agree with Melita, to at least try it that way, Sunjata comes up with an even better idea.
However, Aurelia's not inclined to think of it that way. Her expression twists into disbelief and then rejection, but she hardly gets the word "Dragon!?" out before he is one. Even if he created plenty of space for himself, the simple fact of actually seeing a dragon in person is enough to knock Aurelia onto her ass. For a moment, all she can do is sit there in the waves, glaring.
Great. Her expression is dark but, rather than make any sort of argument, she hoists herself back up. At least he gave her warning - she's not sure if it was fair warning, but.. all the same. This better work, she thinks to herself.
Retrieving the shovel, she attempts to squeeze it underneath the bone and push it up. So she might give Dragon-Jata better leverage.
Aurelia, soaking wet and unamused, uses her shovel to try to dislodge the bone.
but they can still carry you home
when you're ready to sleep
when you're ready to sleep
