[ tony tilts his head up at lucanis and one corner of his mouth pinches tighter, that cheek dimpling, before he sighs and climbs up the crates more, you know, normally. he's no rooftop-running assassin. with a small hop he grabs lucanis's hand and tries to imitate the path, feet and fingers braced against and into the crevices of the stone wall, but he slips once with a surprised "hunh!" and sharp tug on the hand supporting him.
he catches himself quickly. between lucanis pulling and tony hoisting himself up, tony soon perches his forearm on the balcony. the rest of him follows, crawling up onto his hands and knees.
decidedly less graceful, he admits, but aside from sex and some heavy lifting, physical ability isn't one of his focuses. he sighs and drawls, ] Don't suppose the Crows have hazard pay, [ as he gets to his feet. ]
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he catches himself quickly. between lucanis pulling and tony hoisting himself up, tony soon perches his forearm on the balcony. the rest of him follows, crawling up onto his hands and knees.
decidedly less graceful, he admits, but aside from sex and some heavy lifting, physical ability isn't one of his focuses. he sighs and drawls, ] Don't suppose the Crows have hazard pay, [ as he gets to his feet. ]