the door opens too the back of the freighter...Stacey looks from the back and sees the blip of light far below that is insilico, she shakes her head, the short green hair fluttering about as the air rushes from the compartment. a wide smile on her face...she loved doing this..wished she could do it more but hardly got the chance.
she lifted the helmet onto her head, squeezing her hair in, a hiss and a click as the helmet pressurises.
she drops...silence...at this altitude there was no sound. no air. she tucked her limbs in too streamline herself for the wall and too pick up speed.
"computer...track six. " she said too the suit...
Tom Pettys voice erupted through the suit interupting the silence with free falling.
at one hundred meters the grav pack activated areesting her fall almost instantly...it was like hitting a brick wall. the suits inertial compensators kicked in reducing the force from instant jam too mearly deadly.
Stacies reinfoced bone structure allowed her not too die but mearly almost black out...
the song ended as she hit the ground hard cracking the roof she had landed on,
"this is Sergeant Stacey Dent. I need pick up from Grid 047 937...yes I know thats the top of a building...no there is no elvator...fourty five minutes..."
she settles down on the roof and opens up solitaire, she had a long wait.