they hit the ground with a thud and wince a bit as they shakily stand up. that magical girl (what was her name? Princess Pluto or something?) made it look so easy and like a short drop, but apparently, it's only a short drop if you're magic. "Magical Boy Ceres", as they've been jokingly calling themself, doesn't have magic to protect them, only their trusty Red Wing boots and a willingness to run from a fight.
Boy? excuse m—
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Ah, you meant someone else. My apologies. I'll just put this fourth wall back up and be on my way, terribly sorry to interrupt, red wings do make good boots, I should get a pair. So sorry! Carry on!