In the nick of time, your hands manage to grab hold of the peeling corner of a plaster, and you manage to save yourself from falling underneath Leia's foot. You are, however, subject to the tapping for a few seconds, leaving you battered and bruised as you are repeatedly slammed against the rock-hard surface of her foot.
When the tremors have subsided, you check yourself over to find that you haven't broken any bones. As fast as you are able, you make your way to the ankle. You've got to get off of this thing as fast as possible.
Leia is wearing a pair of jeans. You dig your hands into the large gaps in the fabric and pull yourself off her foot. You feel just a tiny bit safer now.
The jeans are turned up at the bottom; if you wished, you could rest inside the pocket that is formed there instead of climbing the rest of her shin.
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