[ He braces himself for impact. The light armor of his Talon-issued gear isn't exactly the toughest material, but he knows himself well enough that he'll survive. He just has to keep his wits about him, gotta keep a level mind while Jack snarls at him in a frenzy.
When he hits the floor, the wind gets knock out of him but he only gasps for a brief moment, eyes going wide as he struggles to get air into his lungs. Legs kicking out, he tries to get an ankle around whatever body part gets stuck down there (his knee? Ankle? It's hard to say with all that smoke).
His hand swipes across the miasma, reaching for any solid mass to hold onto in hopes of getting his gun back up in time. ]
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When he hits the floor, the wind gets knock out of him but he only gasps for a brief moment, eyes going wide as he struggles to get air into his lungs. Legs kicking out, he tries to get an ankle around whatever body part gets stuck down there (his knee? Ankle? It's hard to say with all that smoke).
His hand swipes across the miasma, reaching for any solid mass to hold onto in hopes of getting his gun back up in time. ]