[ It's only a tad obvious that he's straining a bit and she shifts from one foot to the other with mild concern. Though he appears to be having little difficulties going up, so she places her worries elsewhere as he provides her a simple request. ]
Oh, yeah! No problem. I totally got you. [ She's quick to get to work considering she doesn't have much going on down here. ] And there we... Nope, I lied. [ Just give her a second... ]
How much longer until you're up there? This might take a second.
[At this point he was cursing under his breath with the pure exhaustion of climbing so far. He leaned up against the trunk of the tree on a more solid looking branch and took a moment to catch his breath. He was definitely too old for this ]
I suspect I'll be up here for a while. This tree is higher than it looks.
[It was fine, he was going to make an attempt at climbing further. He dug his fingers into a nub and tried to balance himself on a branch a little higher up.
Unfortunately, his shoes were not made for this type of thing so he slipped, cursing loudly. Luckily he caught himself on the branch, hugging around the limb so he didn't fall to an early demise. Not so luckily, he was now dangling precariously.
Of course when ensured with such confidence Leanne goes back to work, creating a tight enough knot before she's glancing up again. Just in time to witness a slip and near far if the man wasn't quick enough to react; Leanne sucks in a breath, heart hammering in her chest out of initial surprise until he's holding onto the branch of the tree.
But she hardly has time to release a breath of relief, raising back on her feet. ]
Are you okay? [ Obviously enough. ] I-If you fall, I'll catch you!
[ SHE'D BE THE WORST PERSON TO BE CAUGHT UNDER BUT... YEP. ]
[This wasn't good. At this height, he would certainly crush the girl if he did indeed fall on her. He grunted and hugged the branch tighter, hoping to all hell that the branch wouldn't crack under his weight.]
I...think I have a handle on it.
[He called down to Leanne, and focused on what to do next. Perhaps if he swung his legs forward he could grasp the trunk with them and stabilize himself. His ploy worked after a few tries. He gasped. He was getting far too old for this.]
Uh, yeah... I'm perfectly fine. [ There's not much for her to do down here, after all, though she does hear a rustle of leaves coming from the bushes just a stones throw away and turns her head in that direction. She assumes it from a small animal just going about its business and turns her attention back. ]
Are you sure you don't wanna switch? If anything I can probably just jump to one of the higher branches and climb the rest of the way there.
It didn't, but that doesn't excuse anything. [ Huffing, a white cloud escapes her lips before she hands him the root. Probably a little too aggressively to symbolize her irritation but can you really blame her??
[Truthfully no one would blame Leanne for her absolutely justified response. Except Sanzo.
Sanzo is definitely blaming her. You can even see it in the sharp narrowing of his eyes and the way the little vein on the side of his forehead throbbed a little.]
I think the ends justify the means perfectly.
[He can now get more money for this Mylan Root and you're not dead. See? We're all winners here.]
Anyway. I'm going to go turn this in.
[Not even giving so much as a thank you does he turn his back toward you. Because that is obviously how a gentleman makes an exit right?]
She's happy that he is at least is running with her joke. It brings an immediate smile to her lips, brighter than the last, and she leans over to examine the wrapped up "child". ]
Leif? I like that name! I hope he knows he's got the worlds handsomest, risk-taking daddy.
[ i'm disgusted in myself too don't worry ]
Anyway, are you going to be holding onto them like that the whole time?
[ WAIT HE WENT WITH IT backpedals furiously except not ]
Well when you put it that way, it's just what they deserve. [ Their screaming root children deserve to see her face... and to be carried the whole time. He said it, okay. ]
But, really, should we, y'know... put it to sleep?
[ Suddenly she's refusing to use harsher words because of empathy, if her hesitation wasn't that much of a hint. ]
[ His words are a little too quick with his relief. It's still just a vegetable, even if it's screaming, and keeping it from screaming if they slip carrying it sounds like a great idea.
...it's not really their child, okay!
...
It's like putting it down for a nap, maybe? Cain eyes the bundle warily. ]
Er. How do we do that? Do we... dice it up?
[ What do you even do with a screaming plant...? ]
[ They're both taking this too seriously... it's a plant. ]
Well, I... [ She reaches to her hip, finding the knife she had properly robbed after a good day's worth of dragon farming. ] I've got a knife, so... I think that's the best way to go about it, I guess?
[ But a plant with a mouth on it! How are they supposed to view it as nothing more than vegetation when the slightest bump might send it screaming again? It's too much like a real baby, Cain's not ready for this responsibility!
And on second thought, he's also not entirely sure he's ready to carve the thing up into itty bitty pieces.
He stares at the knife with dread now that he's faced with the very real prospect of having to open the bundle and have the thing screaming bloody murder while he, well, murders it. ]
Ah... Or maybe we could just wrap it up a bit more securely?
[ They don't need to really knife their child, right? Right? ]
[ The face he makes, the expression is something that she doesn't expect from him and it causes her to pause with disbelief. Drawing a silent breath, allowing the momentary pause to end, she slowly brings the knife down. ]
I get what you mean, I do, but if you're serious about not slicing it up that means you'll have to be carrying it like that. And I dunno if our employer wants to have to deal with their crying, either...
But they weren't very specific in the first place.
[ That last bit is said with a sickly sweet smile, despite her having the worst intentions possible. That were mild, admittedly, but that poor person who hired them both was going to have to face the sweet music of root crying. ]
[ Cain's shoulders slump with relief. He hadn't thought Leanne would make him, but... well, she might have teased him about it. But since she didn't, he gives her a brilliant smile and makes a show of carefully wrapping the cloth a bit tighter around the root. ]
We don't need too many, so we should have enough room to wrap them all up. Do you want to dig or bundle?
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miles
Oh, yeah! No problem. I totally got you. [ She's quick to get to work considering she doesn't have much going on down here. ] And there we... Nope, I lied. [ Just give her a second... ]
How much longer until you're up there? This might take a second.
Re: miles
I suspect I'll be up here for a while. This tree is higher than it looks.
[It was fine, he was going to make an attempt at climbing further. He dug his fingers into a nub and tried to balance himself on a branch a little higher up.
Unfortunately, his shoes were not made for this type of thing so he slipped, cursing loudly. Luckily he caught himself on the branch, hugging around the limb so he didn't fall to an early demise. Not so luckily, he was now dangling precariously.
Well this certainly sucked.]
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Of course when ensured with such confidence Leanne goes back to work, creating a tight enough knot before she's glancing up again. Just in time to witness a slip and near far if the man wasn't quick enough to react; Leanne sucks in a breath, heart hammering in her chest out of initial surprise until he's holding onto the branch of the tree.
But she hardly has time to release a breath of relief, raising back on her feet. ]
Are you okay? [ Obviously enough. ] I-If you fall, I'll catch you!
[ SHE'D BE THE WORST PERSON TO BE CAUGHT UNDER BUT... YEP. ]
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I...think I have a handle on it.
[He called down to Leanne, and focused on what to do next. Perhaps if he swung his legs forward he could grasp the trunk with them and stabilize himself. His ploy worked after a few tries. He gasped. He was getting far too old for this.]
I think I'm stable. Are you alright down there?
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Are you sure you don't wanna switch? If anything I can probably just jump to one of the higher branches and climb the rest of the way there.
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Very...very well then.
[The problem with wrapping his legs around the trunk for balance and hanging onto a branch with his arms was that he had no extra limbs to spare.
Fuck.
After a few moments, he realized that there was no way in his current position to be able to make it down.]
Nggghhhh... I. err... I think there is a problem.
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[ She quirks a brow, and after a second of awkward, deadly silence her eyes begin to widen. ]
Oh my God, are you stuck? You're stuck, aren't you? How'd you manage to do that!?
sanzo
It didn't, but that doesn't excuse anything. [ Huffing, a white cloud escapes her lips before she hands him the root. Probably a little too aggressively to symbolize her irritation but can you really blame her??
Yeah... you can. ]
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Sanzo is definitely blaming her. You can even see it in the sharp narrowing of his eyes and the way the little vein on the side of his forehead throbbed a little.]
I think the ends justify the means perfectly.
[He can now get more money for this Mylan Root and you're not dead. See? We're all winners here.]
Anyway. I'm going to go turn this in.
[Not even giving so much as a thank you does he turn his back toward you. Because that is obviously how a gentleman makes an exit right?]
cain
She's happy that he is at least is running with her joke. It brings an immediate smile to her lips, brighter than the last, and she leans over to examine the wrapped up "child". ]
Leif? I like that name! I hope he knows he's got the worlds handsomest, risk-taking daddy.
[ i'm disgusted in myself too don't worry ]
Anyway, are you going to be holding onto them like that the whole time?
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ANYWAY Cain just gives her a vaguely horrified look. He has to carry all of their awful, screaming root children? ]
But Darling, don't you think the first thing they should be is the most beautiful woman in the world?
[ help, it's catching ]
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Well when you put it that way, it's just what they deserve. [ Their screaming root children deserve to see her face... and to be carried the whole time. He said it, okay. ]
But, really, should we, y'know... put it to sleep?
[ Suddenly she's refusing to use harsher words because of empathy, if her hesitation wasn't that much of a hint. ]
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[ His words are a little too quick with his relief. It's still just a vegetable, even if it's screaming, and keeping it from screaming if they slip carrying it sounds like a great idea.
...it's not really their child, okay!
...
It's like putting it down for a nap, maybe? Cain eyes the bundle warily. ]
Er. How do we do that? Do we... dice it up?
[ What do you even do with a screaming plant...? ]
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Well, I... [ She reaches to her hip, finding the knife she had properly robbed after a good day's worth of dragon farming. ] I've got a knife, so... I think that's the best way to go about it, I guess?
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And on second thought, he's also not entirely sure he's ready to carve the thing up into itty bitty pieces.
He stares at the knife with dread now that he's faced with the very real prospect of having to open the bundle and have the thing screaming bloody murder while he, well, murders it. ]
Ah... Or maybe we could just wrap it up a bit more securely?
[ They don't need to really knife their child, right? Right? ]
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[ The face he makes, the expression is something that she doesn't expect from him and it causes her to pause with disbelief. Drawing a silent breath, allowing the momentary pause to end, she slowly brings the knife down. ]
That's... not our baby. Or a baby in general.
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[ He knows that! It's just a vegetable. A very loud vegetable that screams horrible bloody murder...
But it's still just a plant!
Even if he's feeling a little sorry for it... ]
It's just... well, it's a bit hard to want to stab it when it sounds like that.
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I get what you mean, I do, but if you're serious about not slicing it up that means you'll have to be carrying it like that. And I dunno if our employer wants to have to deal with their crying, either...
But they weren't very specific in the first place.
[ That last bit is said with a sickly sweet smile, despite her having the worst intentions possible. That were mild, admittedly, but that poor person who hired them both was going to have to face the sweet music of root crying. ]
Just make sure to hold it tight.
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We don't need too many, so we should have enough room to wrap them all up. Do you want to dig or bundle?