[Jason grins minutely, especially when she seems enthusiastic to just to be patrolling with him. Following her over to the edge, he prepares his jump line before simply diving over the edge of the building as if there were no risk involved. It's freeing, really, to feel the wind rush past his ears, the adrenaline that shoots through his body. For him, time slows and every sensation pricks his skin as the line tightens around his gloved hands and gravity makes one last reach for him.
In a graceful arc, he swings up toward the next roof. It's like riding a bike, really.]
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In a graceful arc, he swings up toward the next roof. It's like riding a bike, really.]