I may be in a wheelchair, but I can still kick your tail before you raise that blade. I'm limited, not helpless. -- Fighting Fit
[AN: Tempted to use Kosh's all-terrain wheelchair with caterpillar treads for this one, but nah. Should aim for the normal model]
The streets are paved well, and for that I am grateful. I've seen the perambulatory chair favoured by a noble or two, but that thing is frighteningly complicated. My main wheels are from a velocipede, and the secondary ones are from a baby buggy. There's lever brakes and straps for my legs, and that's usually all I need. There are calipers for when I need to reach something high, but they remain in their holster, most of the time.
Most people in my neighbourhood know me and offer to help, or otherwise let me pass by when the aisles were narrow. Most people saw the chair and chose to be kind. Most. But not all.
There's always someone who chooses to be an asshole because they can look down on a person. And when you're in a moving chair? Lots of people are taller.
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