[ That was something. He paces for a few seconds before making his choice. Not closer and further from the edge, but parallel to it, trapped in the in between without retreating or moving forward. It wasn't that she could do it so he could do it to- it wasn't. It was a matter of orders. Orders from the people that controlled whether the both of them lived or died, and so naturally Grant would jump, but-
Fuck. She had gone a long way. A literal leap of faith. Possibly the worst virtue they could have tested him on. But there's nothing else to be done. He inhale, runs, leaps-
And is falling, pavement quickly approaching, approaching- maybe she had it in for him after all- and he hits the pavement, and-
And damn if he wasn't still alive. In a significant amount of pain, but alive.]
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Fuck. She had gone a long way. A literal leap of faith. Possibly the worst virtue they could have tested him on. But there's nothing else to be done. He inhale, runs, leaps-
And is falling, pavement quickly approaching, approaching- maybe she had it in for him after all- and he hits the pavement, and-
And damn if he wasn't still alive. In a significant amount of pain, but alive.]