Limbless Skydiving

   Emma squirmed as her goggles were adjusted. With a huff, she gestured petulantly towards the door with her chin. The toothy grin she’d had since they had gone up into the air was showing no signs of fading. When she looked up at Abby, she had to shout to be heard over the sound of the engines:
-“They’re fine! Let’s stop fussing and do this! How can you worry about goggles when we’re about to jump out of an airplane!?” 

   To her credit, Abby only chewed her bottom lip a little as she looked out the airplane window. She looked down at Emma, who was practically bouncing up and down with excitement, and couldn’t help but smile. Damn it all if her attitude wasn’t contagious. She bent down to examine the straps on the smaller woman’s pack,
-“At least let me triple check these- the last thing we want is for you to leave a torso-shaped crater full of red jello when you hit the ground because your chute fell off midair.”

   Emma rolled her eyes behind her goggles, but stood still long enough for Abby to take a knee and get in close,
-“This is the quadruple-check, you know. You triple-checked when we were at 10,000 feet.”

Abby looked down at her girlfriend, all three feet of her, dressed in a bright orange custom jumpsuit with the arms and legs removed to fit her body shape.  Getting on her knees, she bent over and placed her arms around the other woman, squeezing her tight,
-“You’re crazy, you know that?" 

Emma leaned into the other woman’s embrace to rest her head on her chest. It was in moments like this that she most wished she had arms- she had never needed them for any of the other stunts she pulled. Despite her impatience, she took a long moment to reply,
-“If I’m crazy, what does that make you for following me?”

Abby leaned in to give Emma a kiss when the plane bucked suddenly, throwing the taller woman to the floor. To her surprise, Emma remained standing- the woman’s body might have been just a torso, but it was a torso with remarkably good balance. As she righted herself, she grabbed a bag from a hook on the wall of the plane,
-“I guess that would make me your camera operator.”

   Emma scooted over to the door of the plane, and Abby rested an arm on the handle,
-“Ready when you are- just like we rehearsed!”
When the indicator light went on, the limbless woman’s face lit up, “
-Hey out there, all you tall-people! This is Emma from Emma-Unlimbed, your favorite crash-test-dummy! I’m going to keep this one short, because, as you can probably hear, it’s hella loud up here at 12,000 feet! If you haven’t guessed by the orange getup, the straps, and the obnoxious motor noises, I’m about to jump out of an airplane!”

    On cue, the fuselage door was opened, exposing them both to the fierce winds and bright sunlight. Emma looked into the camera, looked up at Abby, and gave a carefree smile,
-“If I’m being honest, though, I’m probably going to flop out of an airplane, but that’s still pretty damn awesome!”

With that, she bunched up and did her best to launch herself forward and out of the cabin. While she didn’t get very far, she cleared the door, and was left rocketing downward through the clouds. This is going to be so awesome!

-SEE YOU DOWN THERE MEAT-BAGS!

-YEEEEEHAAAAA! I TOLD I COULD IT MEAT-BAGS!!