Having just made it past the ledge portion of the obstacle course, Dimitri found himself entertaining the thought that the worst of the course was now behind him. This was a pipe dream, one that was instantly shattered upon entering the pole filled hallway and learning the hard way just what was so important about the poles. Weaving his way through the remainder of the room, Dimitri fought to stifle a stream of curses as his right arm dangled uselessly thanks to a careless run in with one of the poles. Dimitri may have been a nice guy at heart, but even the nicest of people had their limits, and his just so happened to be when he lost the functionality of his limbs. The cyborg skidded to a stop as he noticed the floor change from one solid mass to a series of tiles ahead of him, his blank expression giving way to one of puzzlement for a few moments as he surveyed the area before him. "*O...k...what's this thing's deal?*" Dimitri mused, torn between caution and the desire to move forward before more people overtook him. He glanced around for a bit, then hesitantly stepped onto one of the tiles, only to jump back as the tile head of the one he'd stepped on fell away. 

This was going to be tricky, there was no telling what sort of pattern these things were going to fall in, meaning he couldn't just bulldoze his way through haplessly. Dimitri slowly stepped onto the tile again, muttering indignantly under his breath as a third tile fell away to his left. He suddenly recalled a game from his childhood, hopscotch was it's name if he remembered it properly. The cyborg took a deep breath, crouched, and jumped for a tile to his left. He found himself landing on a line between tiles, then found himself stifling a yelp of surprise as the tile beneath his heel gave way, leaving him teetering on an edge. Dimitri waved his functioning arm for a few moments as he fought to stay balanced, then in a moment of brilliance he began to rotate his upper body in a semicircular manner, ever so slightly leaning back, then wiping around forward as quick as he could to push most of his mass forward. The move worked, however Dimitri nearly lost his balance again. "**Alright, not like hopscotch! Not like hopscotch!**" He hissed as he righted himself. With three tiles splayed out directly ahead of him, Dimitri found himself having to make a choice. Or rather, he would have had something not occurred to him. Dimitri crouched and banged on the tile ahead and to his left which caused it to fall, he then repeated the process with the right, producing the same result, then lastly, Dimitri banged on the one dead ahead. When the tile did not move, Dimitri smirked and crawled onto the tile before repeating the process with the next three ahead of him. The process would be lengthy, but now that Dimitri knew what the margin for error would be he could afford to take a bit of time to ensure that the route he took was safe.