Break a Leg

Shit!

Oh shit!

There was no way Cabel could let this woman take him in. Cabel's record was....well, it wasn't spotless, but it was looking....well, he looked like a normal student. But if she took him, there'd be questions, and then if someone asked too many questions, Cabel's name would come up in too many places.

It's not like she was really going to break his leg, right?

Cabel rolled from side to side like a turtle until finally he was able to pull one knee up, then a leg, and sort of roll haphazardly onto his feet. He was breathing hard and worried that any more exertion might set off an attack, so he didn't make a hawk noise while he took off running.

But Cabel was headed towards the stairs leaving down. Any sudden impact would send him flying down. He just prayed he got there before the cops did.

Cabel never really realized just how much he relied on his arms until they were tied behind him. He was running awkwardly, trying to balance by occasionally bobbling to one side like a pigeon, and the snow coating the ground certainly made it hard.

"You'll never take me alive, court yard valykrie!" he screamed at the woman. Well, at least, he tried to scream. It was more like a flasetto shriek.

Unfortunately, when she went to grab onto him, Cabel lost his balance and slid on a thin patch of ice at the top of the stairs. He tried to grab for the railing but he had no arms so he slipped forward and crashed into the banister, and then fell.

Cabel falling down the stairs sounded something like throwing a beanbag and a change purse down an escalator.

Thunk thunk ahhhh
thunk aghhh thunk
ughhhhh thunk thunk
whomp

There was a brief pause where Cabel thought he'd caught himself on the edge of the stair but slipped and kept going.

Thunk thunk
thunk
thunk
ahhhh
thunk
WHOMPH.

He was lying on the ground in a twisted heap. His face was bruised from where he'd smacked it off the stairs and the wall and though his mouth was filled with blood, Cabel considered it a miracle that all of his teeth were still intact. His arms were ached and his shoulder was propped out at a weird angle. Every one of his ribs hurt.

That was nothing compared to the pain radiating out of his left leg. It was twisted and bent like an L at an angle towards his side that, prior to now, Cabel didn't think was possible.

He'd really fucked up now.

"hey uh....any chance you could fork over that bottle of Tylenol?" he shouted up at the security guard. "And...maybe call an ambulance?"

Fuck.