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hopalongcharlie (hopalongcharlie) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Oh, um, no. I can walk up the stairs fine," Charlie said. Although the platform was big enough for two people it wasn't what you'd call roomy. "Nobody around for me to bump into," he explained. He could have shared the platform but he'd always thought that that level of proximity (outside of emergencies) was usually limited to people you knew a lot better or wanted to know a lot better. Theo applied in neither category as far as Charlie was concerned. Actually nobody applied in the latter.

He gestured that Theo should say the word since it only worked when you were actually on top of the platform. He moved forward and began to climb the stairs. These days it was a fairly fast operation, unlike when he'd been first learning to use his new leg. He swung his right hip out and up, gripping the handrail for extra support. In a narrower staircase he could use two handrails to make it even quicker, but this method worked just fine since his false knee didn't bend correctly for stairs. It was only a little ungainly, although he wasn't usually being observed by a single person, which felt admittedly odd. He didn't really like that level of observation of his disability by a virtual stranger. At least not in a non-business setting.

Reaching the top he flicked his wand to light the dead space between the double set of doors they needed to pass and the room beyond. He was really wishing that his office wasn't on the opposite side of the room. At least the stairs came out pretty near the back corner opposite that.