At some point, Azule had drifted off into sleep. She awoke with a woman whom she had believed to be the 'flight attendant', she believed they were called, shooke her awake with a warm smile and kind eyes.
"Time to wake up, dear. We're nearing our drop site." Without another word, she left the cabin, leaving Azule alone with wide open, terrified eyes. She closes them briefly, taking in a deep, calming breath. Once she opened them, she felt better already. Surely they wouldn't expect her to... 'drop...' without any experience?... Right?
After a few minutes of anxious waiting, the woman comes back with what appeared to be a backpack, but with further inspection, Azule realized it was a parachute. The color drains from her face.
"Y-you can't be serious..." Azule murmurs, more to herself than the woman. She smiles in amusement.
"You'll do fine. Me and another will be right here with you." The woman then proceeds to help Azule put it on. Azule makes sure to tuck the tablet into her jacket where it, hopefully, wouldn't fall.
A minute later, Azule stands by the door, her hands and legs clearly shaking. She was never a fan of heights, yet here she was, about to jump out of a moving airplane with nothing but a cursed backpack. She takes another steadying breath.
"Ready? On three." The woman and another man whom she had persumed to be the co-pilot was with them now. All Azula can give is a hesitant nod in response.
"One. Two. Three!" At one, they open the door and it takes all Azula has to not scream and back away. On three, it still takes her a solid two seconds before gathering the courage to jump. Closing her eyes, and praying to a God she never believed in, she lets herself fall from the plane.
The freefall was not at all what she had been expecting. She feels as though her heart jumps into her throat before she manages to open her eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Just then, she hears a voice speak, the same as was in the tablet. It, along with an upside down triangle appearing in her vision, guide her to a landing spot. Once she opens the parachute, she takes deep breathes, only to be replaces by a half yell as she releases herself from it. Her eyes close and her heart pounds until she hits the coushion, sinking only about 2 feet before coming back up. Hands guide her out along with cheers and smiles all around.
Azule's heart pounds and she quickly stumbles away from the landing spot, taking deep breaths. She sinks into the grass at a seemingly empty spot, her eyes glossy as she tries to regain her usual composure.
"I just jumped off of a plane..." She murmurs to herself, in a state of a mix of shock and awe between the two. She can't help but grin, though she continues to sit, not staring at anything nor anyone in particiular.