One would think that Albert, being from a country that's known in part for its skiing and other winter activities would be quite at home on the ice, but One would be completely and utterly mistaken. Albert may be able to handle skis like a professional, but he is terrible on ice skates.
Case in point, the second his feet are off the podium (via a very careful and less than graceful slide down the side of the thing on his hands and knees) his feet come out from under him and he ends up flat on his ass. In a truly ridiculous getup no less. Lord save him from vindictive stylists.
Even if Albert hadn't wanted to go along with Steve's plan of non-violence (which isn't the case at all; despite the sudden and violent loss of life - he'll miss Kili - Albert already went into the arena with the intention of not killing anyone else lest he himself be killed) he wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it. Every attempt to get up is an exercise in futility.
Which is why when Jet gets to him, not but a few minutes after the starting call, he's inching his way towards the edge of the ice rink on his hands and knees like some sort of incredibly undignified silver turtle.
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One would think that Albert, being from a country that's known in part for its skiing and other winter activities would be quite at home on the ice, but One would be completely and utterly mistaken. Albert may be able to handle skis like a professional, but he is terrible on ice skates.
Case in point, the second his feet are off the podium (via a very careful and less than graceful slide down the side of the thing on his hands and knees) his feet come out from under him and he ends up flat on his ass. In a truly ridiculous getup no less. Lord save him from vindictive stylists.
Even if Albert hadn't wanted to go along with Steve's plan of non-violence (which isn't the case at all; despite the sudden and violent loss of life - he'll miss Kili - Albert already went into the arena with the intention of not killing anyone else lest he himself be killed) he wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it. Every attempt to get up is an exercise in futility.
Which is why when Jet gets to him, not but a few minutes after the starting call, he's inching his way towards the edge of the ice rink on his hands and knees like some sort of incredibly undignified silver turtle.