Nah. She's busy. Also, it's going to completely burn through her remaining luck if she stupids glass into her eyes.
She'd like to catch the next sill and haul herself in and take the stairs. She really, really would; but she's falling and she's at the wrong angle and she doesn't know how much of her strength remains. She can only grab the sill enough to twist right-side up. If she grabs the next sill, bounces herself off the wall of the building, and tears her grip loose, she'll likely be too far away for another handhold.
She can only slow her fall.
So she does. By the time she reaches the first strip of decorative brickwork she's going fast enough she has to grab with both hands, and has to let go with the upper one to grab more solidly with the injured arm, fingers burning enough from the rough brick that she feels it even through the haze of adrenaline. She has to let go again as soon as she's jerked her weight on the injured arm; she's falling once more, from sill to sill.
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Date: 2007-11-11 05:43 am (UTC)She'd like to catch the next sill and haul herself in and take the stairs. She really, really would; but she's falling and she's at the wrong angle and she doesn't know how much of her strength remains. She can only grab the sill enough to twist right-side up. If she grabs the next sill, bounces herself off the wall of the building, and tears her grip loose, she'll likely be too far away for another handhold.
She can only slow her fall.
So she does. By the time she reaches the first strip of decorative brickwork she's going fast enough she has to grab with both hands, and has to let go with the upper one to grab more solidly with the injured arm, fingers burning enough from the rough brick that she feels it even through the haze of adrenaline. She has to let go again as soon as she's jerked her weight on the injured arm; she's falling once more, from sill to sill.