Sanya_Blossom
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- Posted: Wed, 06 Feb 2013 17:56:47 +0000
It was a new day for the cafe and for Sanya. Her mind was reeling from emotions but for once they were happy thoughts. Caellum had returned, she had sensed Skylar arriving back with Bear and Miss Copperkey had finally emerged from her study and was looking much healthier. Feeling refreshed and renewed She wasn't feeling down about her change and instead was ready to tackle the changes and get back to enjoying life.
Sanya scooted to the edge and dropped off the bed, standing up straight but her legs a little sore from the awkward positions of trying to eat. It felt a little funny at first, Arms provide remarkable balance so it was a little strange finally getting to stand, if she fell it would result in a comical face plant. She carefully made her way out of her room and down the stairs, watching where she placed each step. Once she arrived into the dusty dining hall she began to cry a little, such a simple feat of walking down the steps filled her with pride and achievement. "Thirsty!"
She walked over to the overhead counters where glasses were kept and frowned, she used to have to hop up to reach them when she had arms. She looked around, seeing if there was something she could use. Eventually she settled on a bit of climbing and hopped up on the bar counter. Stretching out her legs she was easily able to grab a hold of the cabinet's knob and gently open the door to expose the glasses. With a bit of a stretch she was able to grasp the edge of a glass with her toes and using her leg she gently began to bring the glass towards her.
shatter "Oh no! Why do I keep breaking things?! I need to see if Miss Copperkey will move everything lower for me especially if she hires me to work here! Speaking of... wheres that form." While thinking about becoming the Cafe's hostess she had reached up and with a firmer grip that made her toes cramp up she was able to grab a glass and bring it down to the counter. She then sat it inside the sink and gently turned the cold water knob, filling the glass to the rim. This time she reached down and using both feet grasped the glass in the middle. Gently, but still managing to spill a few drops she picked it up and turning with her butt she was able to place the glass down on the counter. Once it was settled she slid off the counter herself; bending down she triumphantly sipped on the cold glass of water... untill the water line was below where her lips could reach. "Oh... I need a straw..."
Sanya scooted to the edge and dropped off the bed, standing up straight but her legs a little sore from the awkward positions of trying to eat. It felt a little funny at first, Arms provide remarkable balance so it was a little strange finally getting to stand, if she fell it would result in a comical face plant. She carefully made her way out of her room and down the stairs, watching where she placed each step. Once she arrived into the dusty dining hall she began to cry a little, such a simple feat of walking down the steps filled her with pride and achievement. "Thirsty!"
She walked over to the overhead counters where glasses were kept and frowned, she used to have to hop up to reach them when she had arms. She looked around, seeing if there was something she could use. Eventually she settled on a bit of climbing and hopped up on the bar counter. Stretching out her legs she was easily able to grab a hold of the cabinet's knob and gently open the door to expose the glasses. With a bit of a stretch she was able to grasp the edge of a glass with her toes and using her leg she gently began to bring the glass towards her.
shatter "Oh no! Why do I keep breaking things?! I need to see if Miss Copperkey will move everything lower for me especially if she hires me to work here! Speaking of... wheres that form." While thinking about becoming the Cafe's hostess she had reached up and with a firmer grip that made her toes cramp up she was able to grab a glass and bring it down to the counter. She then sat it inside the sink and gently turned the cold water knob, filling the glass to the rim. This time she reached down and using both feet grasped the glass in the middle. Gently, but still managing to spill a few drops she picked it up and turning with her butt she was able to place the glass down on the counter. Once it was settled she slid off the counter herself; bending down she triumphantly sipped on the cold glass of water... untill the water line was below where her lips could reach. "Oh... I need a straw..."