Oh, he's walking over. Oh, he's pulling her to the side. Oh, he's... doing both moving the plank and the sandbag? He's quite strong, she sees, and she stands back as needed.
"There's something there!" She exclaims, moving forward. Rem drops to her knees, ignoring how immediately cold her stockings become with stale alley-water, and reaches for the chest. "Urgh, it's--- heavy--"
With a heave and a few definitive pulls, she manages to successfully slide the item out, bringing in one (1) chest into the dim, amber light of street lamps. What luck for him, as it is not covered in grime, considering it had been beneath a sandbag. "Ah-..hah," she breathes hard, regaining her composure from the effort. Although she feels an unpleasant tickle at the back of her throat, her tone is triumphant. "This must be it!"
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"There's something there!" She exclaims, moving forward. Rem drops to her knees, ignoring how immediately cold her stockings become with stale alley-water, and reaches for the chest. "Urgh, it's--- heavy--"
With a heave and a few definitive pulls, she manages to successfully slide the item out, bringing in one (1) chest into the dim, amber light of street lamps. What luck for him, as it is not covered in grime, considering it had been beneath a sandbag. "Ah-..hah," she breathes hard, regaining her composure from the effort. Although she feels an unpleasant tickle at the back of her throat, her tone is triumphant. "This must be it!"