[Namur likes the water ones more than the ones that suddenly shoot out flames. Just saying.]
Some girls got no 'preciation for a good double meanin', damn.
[Once she's off his foot Namur swings over a little so he's not right beneath her and works his way up. He moves decisively, pulling a hand hold first to set off any traps, then taking hold and hauling himself forward. His legs are mostly for balance, and sometimes he doesn't even bother using a foothold, he just creates tension with his toes and calls it good so long as he's got a good grip elsewhere. He gets into trouble once, where there aren't any immediate handholds even within his long reach, so he sets his teeth, does a bit of distance gauging, and jumps with his arms to reach the next set. As they near the top, Namur breathes a little heavier than usual, his heart racing, with little bruises and burns here and there from the traps. The wall turned out less lame than expected, and he couldn't be more pleased.]
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Some girls got no 'preciation for a good double meanin', damn.
[Once she's off his foot Namur swings over a little so he's not right beneath her and works his way up. He moves decisively, pulling a hand hold first to set off any traps, then taking hold and hauling himself forward. His legs are mostly for balance, and sometimes he doesn't even bother using a foothold, he just creates tension with his toes and calls it good so long as he's got a good grip elsewhere. He gets into trouble once, where there aren't any immediate handholds even within his long reach, so he sets his teeth, does a bit of distance gauging, and jumps with his arms to reach the next set. As they near the top, Namur breathes a little heavier than usual, his heart racing, with little bruises and burns here and there from the traps. The wall turned out less lame than expected, and he couldn't be more pleased.]