[ it's a new week and a new roomie and a-qing, already tired, aching, and now gods above and below why is it so cold- well. she just groans and paps the closest wall, flinching when that's frozen too ]
Why is everything made of ice?! How am I to get anywhere like this?
[ she makes a face at Akira's question, but being only passingly familiar, she bites her tongue on the more colorful vocab threatening to spill over for it. as independent as she is, she may as well use his help since they're stuck in a room together all week, huh? ]
anyway, that said she gestures down to the simple wheelchair she's been using since trial, the entire missing leg, and kinda make a 'i know I'm blind but what are you' face at him. ]
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Why is everything made of ice?! How am I to get anywhere like this?
[ she makes a face at Akira's question, but being only passingly familiar, she bites her tongue on the more colorful vocab threatening to spill over for it. as independent as she is, she may as well use his help since they're stuck in a room together all week, huh? ]
Just- the chair will slide.
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The chair will what?
...a wheelchair?
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anyway, that said she gestures down to the simple wheelchair she's been using since trial, the entire missing leg, and kinda make a 'i know I'm blind but what are you' face at him. ]
The chair slides if I get up!
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Oh, yeah cause the floor is ice. [ ... ] Wheelchairs aren't made for stuff like this.
[ He'll at least come over and give it a look is there a brake...will a brake work on ice... ]