[The girl jumps off and runs. She picks the helmet, her important tools, and a few of her notes. A notebook would take too long to write, and she would do it in the aftermath of this... Whatever would happen.
Because of the load, she puts the red-and-gold helmet on, and holds the tools in a metallic box. Once done, she returns to the same window, and whistles to him to pick her up. She hoped the weight of the tools and the helmet wouldn't hinder him too much.]
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[The girl jumps off and runs. She picks the helmet, her important tools, and a few of her notes. A notebook would take too long to write, and she would do it in the aftermath of this... Whatever would happen.
Because of the load, she puts the red-and-gold helmet on, and holds the tools in a metallic box. Once done, she returns to the same window, and whistles to him to pick her up. She hoped the weight of the tools and the helmet wouldn't hinder him too much.]