Evangeline nods, then clambers onto the woman's thigh, then places her other foot onto a shoulder. "I wouldn't dream of it. Though I feel the twelve, in this case the Royal Elevator service, are not responding to prayers until the morrow."
With the raspy grate of metal on metal, small bits of rust flicker down as the grate is moved. There is a slight thump as she busies herself, "How good are you at climbing, Coatleque?"
"The ropes, not the ranks of course. Unless you can sleep your way up this cable." With a crackling spark, some piece of metal hits something it should not, and the light in the lift flickers before dying.
"Er...How good are you at climbing in the dark?"
With the raspy grate of metal on metal, small bits of rust flicker down as the grate is moved. There is a slight thump as she busies herself, "How good are you at climbing, Coatleque?"
"The ropes, not the ranks of course. Unless you can sleep your way up this cable." With a crackling spark, some piece of metal hits something it should not, and the light in the lift flickers before dying.
"Er...How good are you at climbing in the dark?"
