[For Scaramouche, the park is only a hop, skip and a jump away! In his enthusiasm, he gets as far as springing on to one of the top floor's balcony ledges with an excited "ha!", readying himself for a flying leap down to the park where he'll make a spectacular landing, when he feels a knee give out from under him. There's a brief moment of waving his arms around before he sways himself to a standstill, managing to make a quick recovery. His vision locks on the greenery far below.
He thinks better of the whole idea.
The elevator doors zip open with a whoosh and out he walks with a spring in his step-- then a limp as he feels the mechanisms starting to lock up on him. And so he presses onward at an unusually slow pace--in stark contrast with how upbeat he's feeling--into the park in the hope he can avoid the limp altogether.
Turning on the spot with a contented smile on his face:]
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He thinks better of the whole idea.
The elevator doors zip open with a whoosh and out he walks with a spring in his step-- then a limp as he feels the mechanisms starting to lock up on him. And so he presses onward at an unusually slow pace--in stark contrast with how upbeat he's feeling--into the park in the hope he can avoid the limp altogether.
Turning on the spot with a contented smile on his face:]
Elleru?