At noon, Sai carefully hunched her shoulders and peered morosely at the ground. Shuffling, a very unnatural gait for the woman, in the shadow of a lumbering dek, the Endal carefully made her way through the warrens to meet her associates. Peeling off, she slid through the opened door and set about relieving her back from that uncomfortable position. The men, one of them looking for her, drew out the plans and brought over additional lights to see by. Wordlessly, he offered them up and waited as she drew her fingers over the lines and tried to reconcile the two dimensional changes with the three dimensional outcomes. “What did you do to the bedrooms, here?” she asked, peering at the funny shapes. “The nursery will have a built in crib, changing station, and garbage disposal, all from the walls.” “Oh.” “The bathroom has two tubs, an adult one exactly like Sira's old one and a baby one.” “Oh.” “The spare room has healing storage and hunting storage.” “I see.” “The hot spring has a slide and different kinds of seats.” “Okay.” “We’ll get started as soon as you give us the go ahead.” “Okay.” They watched her expectantly, and the clueless woman finally straightened under their gazes. That’s why she had professionals do it. Because they actually knew what they were doing. After another minute of hesitant stalling, Sai turned to leave. “Wait! I need a copy of those plans. Pronto. And here is a fee,” Sai offered absently, pulling a pouch out and tossing it over. “And it will commence immediately.” A short bell later, passed by flicking through the pages of their various projects, she was handed over the goods and couldn’t scurry from the area quick enough. Almost running over anything and everything in the way, the little ball of determination ascended straight to her bed chamber and stuffed the baby shower gift under her sheets. Nap time! OOCFee is one hundred and fifty pinions |