<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/D6yF5Gu.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Drop</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=243890.msg12052519#msg12052519)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Context</strong></td><td>Crouching Tiger, Dropping Drop.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging</strong></td><td>Forklift</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Fate Points</strong></td><td>3</td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Moderate Consequence (4)  </strong></td><td>---</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Major Consequence (6)</strong></td><td>---</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Jane turned when the airlock opened, espying the van emerging from the Hab. That was her ride. Jane waited a moment, judging the distance, before disengaging the mobility pads on her feet. Rather than try and match the speed of the car, Jane kicked off the ceiling, at a steep, downwards angle.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Y  Y</span></strong></span><br/><br/>-was the shape of the indentations made upon the roof of the van, accompanied by a loud, crashing noise. The marks would be plain as day from the inside of the vehicle. Her mobility pads engaged again the moment she made contact, preventing her from slipping off the roof of the car. However, inside her suit, Jane made a pained grunt, feeling her body accelerate with the van. Her Exosuit absorbed much of the shock, but for a brief moment the wind was knocked near out of her.<br/><hr/><strong>Drop:</strong>Do not be alarmed. I am on top of the vehicle.<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Athletics Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2016-05-02 03:34:04, FarFetched (uid: 56764) rolls: 4d3a-8 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=88208)<br/>2(Roll) + 2(skill) for a total of 4.</div></div>