[Without a word, Maui wrapped his sausage fingers his hands around Sylvia's form. He heaved her up into the air, not unlike a soccer player might prepare for a throw-in. Planting his feet, he bent his arms back and released a breath.]
Here goes nothing.
[Actually, here goes Sylvia, flying up the stairs.]
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his sausage fingershis hands around Sylvia's form. He heaved her up into the air, not unlike a soccer player might prepare for a throw-in. Planting his feet, he bent his arms back and released a breath.]Here goes nothing.
[Actually, here goes Sylvia, flying up the stairs.]