 3 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
The next step was to get up on that balcony just ahead, and Char was PRETTY SURE that she could do that just fine with her awesome grappling hook, if she threw it so that it hooked the ladder that was sticking out, and pulled said ladder down to where she could reach it.
She carefully took it out of her bag and balanced a bit by leaning against the wall. Once she was steady enough she began swinging the rope around and around and around and tossed it so that the grappling end sailed up and snagged on the second to bottom rung of the ladder. Or at least that was the idea. In reality she missed and had to reel it back in and try again. Around and around and... yes! That was how you did it! The bent prongs of the hand fork clattered on the ladder rung and held, the rope pulling tight in her hands. Charlotte pulled carefully and with a rusty screech, the ladder came down.
She tied the end of her rope to the bag she had so that she'd be able to pull that up, and then JUMPED and grabbed hold of the now in reach ladder. She swung there for a moment then pulled herself up. MONKEYMONKEY. Unhooking the grappling hook, she pulled her bag up too and then the next thing she knew, she was on a high up balcony, a whole floor higher than she had started, and two levels above the street itself.
But she couldn't rest yet, there was another level, and then the roof, and also she had to get to the OTHER SIDE to get to the flag. But she had planned her route out, so Char collected all her things up and climbed over the side of the balcony, carefully easing herself onto a nearby windowsill. This was kind of fun actually!
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