[ He's got this, dude. He is totally a Tetris Master. Or is this more like Jenga? Whatever, the theory's the same and Yata grabs two more of the unconscious Welcomers to start stacking them crossways over the first one. Even if he has to bend one a lot to fit it into the wheelbarrow. ]
What've we got, three more? [ He turns to glance down the other end of the alley again, where Qrow had been fighting his half.
Those quickly get dragged to be added to the pile - the two larger ones layered crossways over the two below them and finally, the woman who'd lured them in here in the first place. She gets the dubious honor of being upended over the growing pile of bodies, flopped just so to keep everyone's arms and legs inside the cart. Ride safety, after all.
Yata turns and grins at Qrow, accomplished. ] Ha! Told you I could do it.
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What've we got, three more? [ He turns to glance down the other end of the alley again, where Qrow had been fighting his half.
Those quickly get dragged to be added to the pile - the two larger ones layered crossways over the two below them and finally, the woman who'd lured them in here in the first place. She gets the dubious honor of being upended over the growing pile of bodies, flopped just so to keep everyone's arms and legs inside the cart. Ride safety, after all.
Yata turns and grins at Qrow, accomplished. ] Ha! Told you I could do it.