[ The only concern left in Parker is to look once again over her shoulder to the long way down as the minichip inside the helmet on her head calculates the distance to the floor. It's... a long distance. She doesn't quite remember the last time she attempted this much of a height drop, but hell, she would rather risk that than a bullet to the head.
Or getting arrested in an alien world over a cause she has no interest in fighting for.
The sudden wave of a feeling that is clearly not yours bothers her. Parker nearly gags at the nausea of fear pressing into her and shakes her head. This-- is a bad time to push one's fear onto another. Considering the another is about to do what she is about to do. So she focuses on her own, tries her best to ignore, instead pushing an overwhelming sense of self-reliance to overlap it. Has the sense of mind to grab Angel's arms firmly and tuck them between the two of them. What does she think this is, a hug? Unless she wants her arms crushed, it really isn't.
Then, she leans back and drops down, falling, falling, falling, keeping her arms tight around Angel, ready to take all of the impact. Ain't gonna be pretty. ]
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Or getting arrested in an alien world over a cause she has no interest in fighting for.
The sudden wave of a feeling that is clearly not yours bothers her. Parker nearly gags at the nausea of fear pressing into her and shakes her head. This-- is a bad time to push one's fear onto another. Considering the another is about to do what she is about to do. So she focuses on her own, tries her best to ignore, instead pushing an overwhelming sense of self-reliance to overlap it. Has the sense of mind to grab Angel's arms firmly and tuck them between the two of them. What does she think this is, a hug? Unless she wants her arms crushed, it really isn't.
Then, she leans back and drops down, falling, falling, falling, keeping her arms tight around Angel, ready to take all of the impact. Ain't gonna be pretty. ]