Darumi! Elite army duo!~ (Darren)

Hopping off his back as he turned around, her chest lightly bouncing just as she came into his view as she righted her balance, she rested her hands behind her back, linking her fingers together and balancing on the heels in a little cutesie pose. She always enjoyed Darren's company, as briefly as she'd gotten it since their first days of class. She'd really only hung out with him in groups since, but she didn't mind at all! He'd left such a strong first impression on her that he'd just never left Yumi's mind. Sure maybe they sat somewhat close together and that helped, but honestly, if she HAD voted for a vice president, it would have been him. Maybe she should hang out with him more to make sure she wasn't assuming too much, but...damn she just felt like he was on her wavelength and she didn't even hang out with him that much.

She needed more info, and to just like, hang with him in general, and this was a good chance to!~

"Its been waaaaaay too long. I've been to that place a few times since, but clearly you've been having more interesting things going on! How on earth did you get roped into that shark man thing? I only saw like, the last few minutes of the livestream but you were kicking ass!" A thought occurred to her, and she rested her fingertips against her chin, cocking her hips with her free hand resting on them as she spoke. "You didn't get in trouble with the principal did ya? He tends to be strict on that sorta stuff but I can't imagine it'd be anything but good press for this hero training program that you managed to fight a damn shark dude!~"

At the cheeky comment, she lightly jabbed his shoulder, knowing he was strong enough to take it in stride before folding both her arms under her chest, rolling her eyes and looking off to the side, not realizing how she was inadvertantly puffing her chest up a little. "Well a good troop knows when to divert attention so the squad can get to safety, or in this case, so the squad can enjoy a little treat!~" Actually feeling kinda bold thanks to Darren's 'compliment' (yeah Darren she takes your tease as a compliment deal with that) she hooked her thumbs into her bikini straps, hoisting it up before letting the straps snap back against her shoulders, smirking cheekily as she showed off more than a little. A change from her usual demeanor, but something about Darren brought out her teasing side over her friendly side. Maybe it was just her being competitive with his own teasing.

"As for why I'm here...I'm not exactly one for rescue work in the water as I'm sure you can imagine...you?" She followed his gestures as he answered, spotting the helicopters and smirking a little. She'd wanted to get a ride in one of those if she could convince one of the pilots, but Darren certainly seemed a little more serious. She wondered what his quirk could do, but it hit her brain like a train, slamming a fist into her palm downward as she realized. "OH yeah! Your quirk'd be great in the air right!?" She admired his bravado, but just picturing him was like-pssssh. Explosion sound.

"Just picture you leaping out of a helicopter, momentum jumping onto something else midair and rescuing a passanger! You'd be awesome up in the sky!" She grinned wide, picturing his jagged momentum bursts as far more impressive than sheer flight or the like. At the question back to herself she had to think for a second, but smiled brightly. "I kinda like our rescue classes, but water and air...well I'm not so good...heh." She opened and closed her hands, her fingertips sparking. She'd been gaining some control lately, but she was in no way brave enough to go full electro in the presence of others, just small sparks like this.

"Unless I become a living defibrillator, I ain't exactly designed to rescue am I?"

Yumi burst into snickers into her hands as Darren got so excited by the idea of leaping between nearby helicopters, but Yumi suddenly went even bigger. "Hey if being a hero dosn't workout-!" She suddenly slipped up against his side, gesturing out infront of them with a wide spread of her hands like she was presenting an impressive title as she tried to sell the idea in her head like she was pitching it to the star himself, which she was!~ "Darren the Daredevil! Watch as this expert of momentum leaps between fucking jet planes!" She snickered loudly, knowing his quirk was probably nowhere near that level yet, but it was fun to picture all the same.

Of course it was just a silly idea, and Yumi soon slipped out of his side and turned to face him again, giggling just a little into her hand as she calmed down, the idea of Darren being some daredevil actually growing stronger, and now picturing him in one of those get ups you saw old daredevils in, the sort of white jumpsuit with american stripes. Yeah he didn't suit that at all...which made it even funnier!~

"I dunno if I could convince the pilots, but hey, they're wanting to see what quirkers can do, so maybe they'd be open to it...assuming you're fine with signing like, a dozen fucking waivers.~" She smirked, knowing Darren probably wouldn't wanna do paperwork just to end up doing something awesome, cocking her hips a little to seem extra cheeky about it.

The talk of the railgun made Yumi's eyes grow, she'd seen it once on a previous day, but the idea of charging the thing herself was so damn awesome! It'd probably make her sick to power something so big, but hot damn, firing one of the pinnacles of sci-fi weaponry herself!? She didn't even know what a real world railgun could do, but to picture herself being the one behind it? Fuck that was awesome. "That sounds like a plan my man, we'll make a day of it. Hey with a guy like you buddying up with me maybe I'll get less army buffs trying to flirt~" She gently shoved a hand against the other guy's chest. "Consider it payment in advance for when I DO end up having to restart your heart.~" She playfully winked before turning to walk with him a little, hearing about the skydiving and...well she wasn't confident enough to even jump with a parachute.

"Er...ya know I havn't a clue..." She gulped a bit, realizing that wasn't a 'lets not do this' in any form and gesturing to the people running the choppers. "I mean if you wanna ask..." She considered trying to say they shouldn't do this but...honestly she'd been facing a lot of fears and uncomfortable things lately. "Thought to be clear, if they do, im wearing a parachute as like, a double safety measure...I trust you for sure but...yeah."

Right so Darren wasn't backing down from this at all. Danger was probably never something that could hold him back, but damn, now paperwork couldn't stop him either? Yumi was really screwed. She was glad he was getting excited but the fact she was getting wrapped into this too...? The idea of plumetting to her death and NOT pulling the chord that could save her life just so Darren could have an awesome moment wasn't good. She trusted Darren with her life even with how little time they spent together...she just...didn't trust literally giving him that option. Like sure, save her from a bullet, but ask her to literally treat him like the bungie rope stopping her from falling into the underworld and maybe she wasn't so eager to actually go through with this.

Still, the way he was talking, he was definitely confident in his odds of handling this, and while he implied he'd handled this before Yumi wasn't in the right state of mind to actually question when he'd done such a dangerous thing. She kinda hoped he hadn't saved someone from a pre-planned fall cause that meant he'd put someone's life at risk before hers...then again the idea of someone falling to begin with wasn't too nice either way.

...Still, something in her wasn't really letting her say no. She looked ahead to the boys running the helicopters, and subtly caught a camo pattern parachute off in the distance getting deployed. Guess jumping from choppers was definitely on the menu then...come on Yumi. You'd came here, faced your fears, got control of your quirk, you were pushing yourself, putting yourself in water again, heck you were activating your quirk PERIOD. Remember when that was something you wouldn't even dare to do unless your life was in danger!? Now you used it for a fucking game of tag, was trusting someone else's quirk for a once in a lifetime experience all that different...

Yumi didn't know why she did it, but she turned, and punched against Darren's shoulder. Her nerves had just gone wild, but as she shook off her fist, pretty fucking sure she'd hurt her hand more than she'd hurt him, she looked up to him with a borderline manic grin, but even with the mania, it was clear she wanted this. "Okay...that's pre-emptive payback incase I end up dying!~ Let's do this!~"

She was clearly just teasing, and started jogging over towards the soldiers running the choppers. Yumi didn't usually use her body to get what she wanted (except that one time with Aki she REALLY wanted cotton candy) but with a confident smile, beyond a level even Darren had experienced, she cocked her hips to the side and lifted her chin a little. "Hey soldiers~ Any chance of me and my buddy here getting on the next flight?~"

Yumi's confidence remained even as she was shown the waiver she had to sign, taking it peacefully off Darren, but clearly rushing to sign it as she even rested the clipboard against his chest when she did just to get a steadier platform to sign off on. Her chest was feeling a little tight but the sensations of potential regret and genuine excitement were mixing too much at this point for either one to be clear over the other. All the same she was internally gritting her teeth and pushing through both sensations to try and get herself to cross the line here and just...enjoy an advantage of having a friend with a power like Darren's.

Of course, in her hyper state she hadn't thought to realize the damn fact they'd be sitting through an instruction lesson first. Entering the tent she was thankful for the brief warmth since her skin was feeling oddly cold, but the longer she waited the more chances she had to overthink things. She listened carefully of course, knowing she had to know this if, for any reason, Darren couldn't make it to her mid-air. She trusted him to do it fully, of course. She didn't doubt his quirk could handle it in the slightest...she just needed to remind herself constantly, that yes, this was the one guy who could do mid-air dashes, and if her video games told her anything, those were pretty fucking essential to save you from death. They were also the bane of cup-head reviewers, but that was a different situation entirely and a very old meme.

When they finally got into their jumpsuits and were ready to head up to the chopper, Yumi briefly froze, her hands in tight fists in the pockets of her jumpsuit, staring at the spinning blades of the chopper...somehow that suddenly became an issue and she didn't even know how. It wasn't like she'd somehow jump 'up' out of a plane and hit them but her nerves were just overwhelming her on multiple levels. She swallowed hard though, pushing it down like she was dis-discharging her entire body, filling herself with the sensation she got when she drained her batteries from a heavy electrical outburst, and stepped closer, nodding to Darren's shouted words and heading past him to hop into the back seats of the chopper, cupping her hands and yelling back to him.

"LETS DO THIS!"

With the two of them seated the chopper would start to ascend with maybe one or two other passangers who were arranged to jump with them, Yumi sat right up next to Darren, feeling like they had to jump out at the same time too even though they'd been advised by the instructor to go one after another to avoid midair collisions since they weren't used to this. As the chopper got higher, and the base dissapeared below the view the window provided, Yumi didn't even realize she was clutching Darren's hand in the space between their legs, trying to breathe slow...the higher she got the more she knew she didn't have an option here anymore, but just as one of the more iconic views surrounding the base dissapeared too and they really started to climb, Yumi's grasp turned to a soft squeeze as she turned from fear to an odd level of excitement. The soldier who was giving them a final chance to stay in the chopper and take the safe way down was making sure they were all ready before he opened the doors, and Yumi just turned her eyes to Darren, and gave him a bright, assured smile.

With the doors opening and the strong gusts suddenly filling the helicopter, Yumi unbuckled herself ready to move, holding one of the handles on the ceiling of the chopper, wanting to make sure she had a tight grip and didn't move till she had to. Darren's guidance was sound enough, and by now Yumi was mentally committed to this ludicrous idea one hundred percent. She looked to him, giving him an assured smile and waiting for the man to count down, only to watch Darren jump out mid count. Feeling this was part of the plan, despite her heart briefly stopping in some weird sense of fear (like he was gonna jump anyway, why did doing it early put the fear of god into her at all?) she waited for the rest of the countdown, then jumped herself.

She was far less graceful to say the least.

Her brain related this jump to all other jumps from high places she'd ever done, and as such, instinctively tucked itself into a cannonball shape for a few dozen feet until she realized just how wrong that position probably was. She tried to spread herself out and inadvertently ended up doing a backflip as the air caught her, waving out her arms in a wobbly fashion till she managed to stabilize herself, and even when she did, she'd blame it more on the strong winds whipping past her just forcing her to remain stable since it made moving at all such an odd effort.

She could see Darren down below her, and he was rapidly approach as his own momentum was killed. At this point Yumi could start to register the ground actually getting closer, and despite the trust, she couldn't help but shut her eyes, grit her teeth, and just hope Darren grabbed her soon, and slowed her down quickly after that.

She just remembered a surprisingly soft impact and arms wrapping around her before she opened her eyes again, still falling, but now holding desperately onto her quirking partner, her eyes on that borderline between fear and excitement, shouting as loud as possible just so she could be heard.

"YOU DO REALIZE THIS IS STILL FUCKING CRAZY RIGHT!?"

Yumi's heart was pounding fast and her sense of time here was all but vaporized, the only sensations getting any sort of true response was the wind whipping around her and the shouts from Darren. Feeling him cling around her, she did the same to him, practically bear hugging him, falling about a hundred feet with just her arms clutching onto his back before her legs joined in two, coccooning him in her arms and legs in a tight squeeze, not enough to hurt, but enough to make her weight and presence easily known, especially with the exertion of his quirk.

With the feet passing and passing, and the weird slow downs making Yumi's stomache turn in a way she was trying heavily not to focus on, her mind was racing and at some points she was pretty sure she was forgetting to breathe. Before she knew it Darren Release her and the last stop jerked her arms loose. She was out of arms reach of her fall buddy, and she could only hear his advice. Pencil dive!? The hell was a pencil dive!? Spotting the water beneath them, her brain let her feel a sense of relief. The mere fact it wasn't ground was good enough to raise her odds of survival, but truth be told she'd been expecting them to land together? Her brain skipped the questions around that as she just tried to remember some advice from an old cartoon, not realizing it was indeed a pencil dive. She held her arms up, her legs down straight, and pierced the water like a reverse diver.

For a brief second or two she may have passed out. All she felt was a harsh impact, and then pressure all around her, like a step or two had been skipped inbetween where the water would crash back in around her body. Against her better instincts, she opened her eyes in the water, the world slowing down from a million miles an hour to something from a matrix movie. Her red hair had come loose of her usual ponytail from the impact, her eyes shifting around as she tried to get her surroundings...right, underwater...good thing she'd had those lessons. So distracted and thrown for a loop, she took a breath in through her nose and instantly clasped her hands over it, coughing bubbles through her fingers as the liquid mixed with her nose and gave her a weird headache to clash with the headrush she was already coming down off of.

She was about to swim for the surface and clear her airways with a hard cough and a deep breath, but just as she was about to kick and thank god for the recent swimming practice she'd been getting in, she spotted Darren, looking far worse for ware than she was. He...he wasn't moving...come on buddy she could only hold her breath for so long..move...kick a leg...FLEX A FUCKING FINGER!? Shit shit shit shit shit! Her eyes dipped to the light above the surface. Even slowed down they'd hit hard and they were a fair bit under, and by the looks of things Darren was only getting deeper. Cursing in bubbles, she pushed herself through the thick water and pushed herself towards the sinking Darren, grasping the idiot by wherever she could, one hand on his back and dragging his jacket, the other grasping his hair. He'd probably be thankful he was unconcious for that.

Come on...come on...!

Kicking her legs hard, for the longest time she was sure she wasn't even moving, jutting her body upward with all her might, trying hard to just put something behind her. But she wasn't trained. She had barely any idea how to swim on her own let alone with a hunk of dead weight. Dragging him up to her level, she hugged his chest to hers and just kept kicking with all her might. She didn't even look up, just focused on kicking till the freshness of a breeze against her soaked head let her gasp for dear life, the unconcious Darren's head kept above water, but just barely. Now that they'd breached the surface, she was fine keeping them up even if it took some effort, her hazy eyes looking around, spotting the boat that was just done picking up people from the last jump, sailing right towards them with some confused looking coast/life guards spotting the two kids who'd dropped without a parachute. They had questions alright, but they at least saved them for once they'd dragged the two onto the boat, the weight of the water on her jumpsuit making the red head feel like a beached seal, and her soaked her making her look like some up-beat version of that girl from the ring.

"What were you kids thinking!? Did the parachutes not deploy!?" They looked over the two alarmed, but Yumi didn't exactly have time. The moment she got some air in her lungs, she was over Darren again, tapping his cheek just incase before she started pushing her palms into his chest. If UA provided one thing it was some basic fucking first aid, and sure maybe Yumi was a bit frantic to deliver it right now, but she was gonna try.

"Tell ya once this idiot's awake!" She wasn't sure if she was more angry or fearful he'd been the one to pass out on them, closing her eyes with a deep breath, and putting her lips on his as she pinched his nose, blowing air into his lungs (yes its no longer part of CPR procedure but fuck is it funny). If it didn't work, she'd repeat two more times before letting one of the more professional members of the ship take over.