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The presentation went flawlessly. And then we fell down.
Literally.
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msmitti all over the stage, and she did a fine job of following, putting up a brief fight, and then acquiescing to my lead again. We hit the jump off the stage perfectly, ran down the middle aisle, and out the back door of the auditorium. Where I nearly collided with a woman who was just walking into the room, right in my path.
Time slows down when stuff like this happens, and you always have what seems like several seconds to process a decision. My decision-making process went like this:
Woman in front of me: Several years older than me, heavy-set but a little unhealthy-looking (like a lot of people in SF fandom), could probably suffer some serious damage if knocked to the ground.
msmitti: Physically active, in good shape, a couple years younger than me, long-time dancer, and in reasonably good control of her body.
Me: Tough as fucking nails.
Resolved: We'll take the fall.
I dodged around the woman instead of running smack into her. This threw me off my balance, which was already a little bit precarious thanks to being caught in a full-tilt run in high heels while handcuffed to someone else. I went down on my right knee, and tried to keep my left side somewhat stable (since that was the side attached tomsmitti). No luck, though. I'd been going too fast and my left arm came down with the rest of me, which pulled msmitti to the floor. We lay there, stunned and laughing at the fact that we made it through the whole damn presentation but still managed to take a spill once we got out of the auditorium and away from all but an audience of about two.
The most annoying part of it was the woman didn't even bother to ask us if we were okay or offer to help us up. She just kept walking into the auditorium and I never saw her again. No idea who she was. Probably don't want to.
My right knee is pretty sore and a little scraped up this morning, and my left wrist is kind of a mess from getting banged up from the cuffs. Super minor injuries, though, all things considered.
We successfully jumped off the fucking stage. \m/ >_< \m/
Best presentation ever, IMO.
mckitterick got video. I hope to have that up in a few days. Pics soon, too.
Literally.
I drug
msmitti all over the stage, and she did a fine job of following, putting up a brief fight, and then acquiescing to my lead again. We hit the jump off the stage perfectly, ran down the middle aisle, and out the back door of the auditorium. Where I nearly collided with a woman who was just walking into the room, right in my path.Time slows down when stuff like this happens, and you always have what seems like several seconds to process a decision. My decision-making process went like this:
Woman in front of me: Several years older than me, heavy-set but a little unhealthy-looking (like a lot of people in SF fandom), could probably suffer some serious damage if knocked to the ground.
msmitti: Physically active, in good shape, a couple years younger than me, long-time dancer, and in reasonably good control of her body. Me: Tough as fucking nails.
Resolved: We'll take the fall.
I dodged around the woman instead of running smack into her. This threw me off my balance, which was already a little bit precarious thanks to being caught in a full-tilt run in high heels while handcuffed to someone else. I went down on my right knee, and tried to keep my left side somewhat stable (since that was the side attached to
msmitti). No luck, though. I'd been going too fast and my left arm came down with the rest of me, which pulled msmitti to the floor. We lay there, stunned and laughing at the fact that we made it through the whole damn presentation but still managed to take a spill once we got out of the auditorium and away from all but an audience of about two. The most annoying part of it was the woman didn't even bother to ask us if we were okay or offer to help us up. She just kept walking into the auditorium and I never saw her again. No idea who she was. Probably don't want to.
My right knee is pretty sore and a little scraped up this morning, and my left wrist is kind of a mess from getting banged up from the cuffs. Super minor injuries, though, all things considered.
We successfully jumped off the fucking stage. \m/ >_< \m/
Best presentation ever, IMO.
mckitterick got video. I hope to have that up in a few days. Pics soon, too.