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Adrian Chandler slipped on the parachute, peering over the edge. She narrowed her eyes, as the wind buffeted her slender body, threatening to throw the mechanic into the airy expanse. "Well..." she fingered the straps. "I did help make these. I suppose that makes them reliable." She fixed her cap securely on her head, before deciding it was too dangerous and took it off, tucking it in a side pocket. Her short hair whipped around her face, too short to be tucked behind an ear, but long enough that it would bother her.

"I need bobby pins," she muttered, as she stepped calmly off into the air.

Oh shit, the mechanic swore silently as she plummeted through the air. The wind ripped any sound away from her, so even if she had wanted to scream, it would not have worked. She jerked sharply as her parachute flared to life, floating gently down. She landed in the landing spot, running a few feet as the momentum from the drop down carried her forward. The parachute settled next to Adrian, collapsing in a giant white balloon. She unstrapped herself from the bag, turning to look at the others that had already landed.

Nodding as she took them in, Adrian reached for her cap, fixing it securely against her head. She shivered - maybe it had not been the best idea to go parachuting in a T-shirt....