TITLE: HOW TO STEAL A DEMIGOD
Because of her climbing skills, Crea was one of four thieves chosen for a mission. Things aren't going well at this point, as they've been captured and locked in a tower with one small, very high window. Lamad has just suggested that maybe they can make a rope.
“How?” Jafsa scoffed incredulously. “With strips off our clothing?”
“Yeah,” Lamad said smugly. “Exactly.”
Jafsa snorted and shook his head. “It wouldn’t be long enough. Or strong enough.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” Lamad said, undaunted. “I think it might be worth a try.”
“Lamad!” Jafsa exclaimed, glowering at him. “Even if we did have a rope—the best rope in the world—how would it help us? How would we get it up to that window? Even if we could throw it up there, we don’t have a hook or anything; we couldn’t secure it up there anyway!”
“Oh, I think we have a way to get it up there,” Lamad answered.
“How?” Jafsa stormed, glowering even more.
Minos muttered and sat up, clearly annoyed at having been woken.
“Crea,” Lamad said simply.
“Crea?” Jafsa echoed. “How is Crea going to get up there?” He reached out and stroked the surface of the wall. “Even she can’t climb this—it’s like polished tile!”
Lamad gestured upward with his chin, his eyes leading the way up the wall. “Yeah, but she can climb up there—above that line where it sticks out.”
“And just how do we get her up there?” Jafsa growled. “She may not weigh much, but I don’t think we can throw her up there!”
Crea stayed out of the fray, waiting to see what Lamad had dreamed up.
“What are you people going on about?” Minos protested in a sleep-fogged voice. “I thought we were going to try to get some sleep.”
“We did,” Lamad said off-handedly. “And now we’re trying to get out of here.”
Minos groaned and lay down again. “We can’t get out of here—it’s impossible.”
“Maybe not,” Lamad said. He turned back to Jafsa and ordered, “Stand up. I want to see something.”
Jafsa groaned loudly as he stood, then began muttering under his breath about how sore he was.
Lamad ignored his complaints and said jauntily, “Have you ever see acrobats build a human tower?”
“Yeah, I have, but . . . Oh, no, Lamad! What crazy scheme have you got now? We’re not acrobats! We’d kill ourselves if we tried anything like that.”
“Aw, come on! Think positive. Are we just going to sit here until we rot, or are we going to try to save ourselves?”