There's another threatening jostle, and whoever's up top probably has a point about them having limited time. There's not much he can do from down here though, so he just has to wait.
Thankfully the guy's giving him reassurance, which is quite nice actually. "Always appreciate a hype squad," he calls up, partly just to let him know that Fiyero's not like panicking or anything.
And then he asks about a hold, and Fiyero gives the rope a tug to check. "Good to go!" he yells back after grabbing hold with both arms and legs - though he doesn't actually expect one guy to try to pull him up, so he starts climbing on his own, only to be surprised when the rope suddenly shifts. Well. Fiyero may be athletic, but he's also pretty exhausted from hanging on through a storm, so he's not going to complain.
He is likely not the best at reassuring. Mostly he 'tells it how it is' but in this case he can be a little bit hopeful because there's two options. Drop or not. He's not about to let the other drop.
But Hype Squad is a new one.
Any assistance will be helpful but the good news is he's made light work with the pulley system he's rigged up. Making light work pulling the other, within just a few minutes he at least has him up and over the rail of the bridge grabbing a hold of the other and using a last good push to pull him at least to the safety of the side walk.
The other is entirely not what he was expecting. His outfit is both normal and strange all at once. He looks like he's about to lead a parade not dangle off bridges in the middle of the night. He is careful to extend his hand in greeting and allows the other to either accept or not, he's not entirely sure customs in this persons world. Though he does't look entirely dissimilar to himself.
"I shall get a team out to recover your, 'vehicle'. But in the meantime are you alright?"
Fiyero's relieved to finally be on solid ground as he climbs over the rail with assistance from the other man, landing with relative smoothness on the sidewalk. He takes a second to straighten his clothes and toss his hair back a little. He's a bit dishevelled still, but he has a way of making that work in his favour.
He was expecting someone a bit less skinny, with the way he helped Fiyero pull him up, but he grins warmly in greeting, taking his hand and giving it a friendly shake. He always tries to make a good first impression.
"More or less, yes. Thank you so much," he answers. "I'm Fiyero Tigelaar. And I'm also afraid I'm a bit lost."
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Thankfully the guy's giving him reassurance, which is quite nice actually. "Always appreciate a hype squad," he calls up, partly just to let him know that Fiyero's not like panicking or anything.
And then he asks about a hold, and Fiyero gives the rope a tug to check. "Good to go!" he yells back after grabbing hold with both arms and legs - though he doesn't actually expect one guy to try to pull him up, so he starts climbing on his own, only to be surprised when the rope suddenly shifts. Well. Fiyero may be athletic, but he's also pretty exhausted from hanging on through a storm, so he's not going to complain.
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But Hype Squad is a new one.
Any assistance will be helpful but the good news is he's made light work with the pulley system he's rigged up. Making light work pulling the other, within just a few minutes he at least has him up and over the rail of the bridge grabbing a hold of the other and using a last good push to pull him at least to the safety of the side walk.
The other is entirely not what he was expecting. His outfit is both normal and strange all at once. He looks like he's about to lead a parade not dangle off bridges in the middle of the night. He is careful to extend his hand in greeting and allows the other to either accept or not, he's not entirely sure customs in this persons world. Though he does't look entirely dissimilar to himself.
"I shall get a team out to recover your, 'vehicle'. But in the meantime are you alright?"
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He was expecting someone a bit less skinny, with the way he helped Fiyero pull him up, but he grins warmly in greeting, taking his hand and giving it a friendly shake. He always tries to make a good first impression.
"More or less, yes. Thank you so much," he answers. "I'm Fiyero Tigelaar. And I'm also afraid I'm a bit lost."