Post by deia on Feb 15, 2009 9:42:49 GMT -5
Jac could feel the ooze seeping through her boots. She shifted from foot to foot, leaning on the ladder for support. First one boot up out of the muck, then the other, hoping to delay the inevitable disgusting wet socks. When Rade dropped down he splashed a bit, and sent up a wave of bottom-clinging stench that made her wrinkle her nose even through the kerchief she wore.
The sound of boots on the pavement above quickly made it all worth it. If they hadn't gone for the sewers, she would be short one respectable amount of cash, and likely be locked up in a cell somewhere for her trouble. Her level of respect for Rade rose significantly - the man could think on his feet, and think smart.
His words made her grimace at the thought of stepping on to some bucket of bolts for anything, much less help. But when she lifted her hand to gently touch the lump still swollen on her head, a swoop of nausea reminded her that it might be worse than just a surface bump. She heaved a sigh. "I'm in. Just lead the way, flyboy."
The sound of boots on the pavement above quickly made it all worth it. If they hadn't gone for the sewers, she would be short one respectable amount of cash, and likely be locked up in a cell somewhere for her trouble. Her level of respect for Rade rose significantly - the man could think on his feet, and think smart.
His words made her grimace at the thought of stepping on to some bucket of bolts for anything, much less help. But when she lifted her hand to gently touch the lump still swollen on her head, a swoop of nausea reminded her that it might be worse than just a surface bump. She heaved a sigh. "I'm in. Just lead the way, flyboy."