[Goggles resting atop her head were pulled down and secured in place. She looked up; even from her position on the ground below, she could see the target clearly. A singular, squirming silhouette amidst an increasing tangle of rope, branches, twigs, and leaves, the latter of which continued to flutter and fall from above, only to end up trapped like a fly in a web.]

[Waves of panic broadcasted, indicating a sense of urgency. Although there was little in the way of danger--she'd already checked the safety nets below, and was satisfied with the results--she felt sympathy for the poor soul and hastened her movements accordingly.]

[One of the higher branches looked sturdy enough. She swung the weighted cord in her hand around several times, building up a solid momentum, before letting go. As always, her aim was perfect; it not only flew up to just the right height, but looped over the branch and began to fall back down on its other side in a single, smooth motion. From there, she allowed the rope to be pulled, guiding it with her gloved hands, until the weight had returned to her. It took less than ten seconds from there to secure the harness and pulley system, and with a few sharp pulls, she slowly began to rise into the air.]

Try to hold still! [She called up in a strong, but reassuring tone.] I'm on my way. We'll get you out of there in no time.

[She'd seen the children walking home from school more than once before, sometimes even pausing in her routine to stare after those precious smiles. Reveling in the sense of innocence and wonder they still carried. Sometimes, one of the younger ones would notice her. And wave. She always waved back.]

[Today, however, those waves would come from a much closer proximity. The smiles were still there, though dimmer than usual. Fear overshadowed their eyes, and though her face was somewhat familiar, she couldn't help notice the way some of the smallest ones clung to their larger friends. Perhaps a bit of an overreaction to the mere idea of getting lost or delayed along the way...but she knew that, in their minds, the lack of certainty over what was to come could very well stir up feelings of anxiety.]

[Understanding the reason for their recoil, she purposely knelt down to better meet them at eye level, lightly tilting her head to one side and offering a smile of her own.]

I know this all seems really scary right now. It's alright to be scared sometimes. What's important is that you don't let being scared stop you.

We'll get you all home safely today. I promise.

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