"Gah! Get off already!" Chay calls out while shaking his leg, soon giving up and just holding onto the railing while sliding down, hoping that his gloves keep any friction burns from happening. As he slides down he kicks his leg again, trying to get the flailing dead weight off of his ankle. "Damn thing must like me..." he says to himself as he keeps his eye on his ankle, hoping to make sure that he won't fall all the day down because he couldn't get a balanced grip.