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The aircraft lurched again, this time to the side. The open door became downward and Neo was swept off her feet, literally holding onto him with both hands, feet dangling out the open side. Sienna yelped and clung to her seat, suddenly a whole lot less keen on unbuckling herself.

"Right us!" Jaune yelled, looking through the open hatch to the cockpit. "Right u-" A barbed tail appeared, tip pointed back toward him. "Shit!"

It stabbed for his arms.

Neo let go.

"Neo!"

Her hand slid from his all too quickly and she was gone, plummeting out the open entrance as he pulled his arms back, dodging the tail by mere inches.

[...]

Neo wouldn't have died in that fall. Not in a million years.

[...]

Glass cracked and shattered in front of him. Neo appeared, pink and brown hair fluttering in the wind.