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Just One Of Those Days
"So..." Virgil O'Valeron, mild-mannered production intern at WGBA, sighed to himself, "--this is how the life of an ordinary citizen comes to an end." He tilted his head to watch the rapidly approaching ground, relieved to see he wasn't going to hit anyone when he connected with the pavement.

~Five minutes earlier~

"And so, excuse me honey, if you'll just let me scooch in here..." Virgil's boss squeezed herself between him and his desk, bending over at the waist as she examined something on his computer's monitor. "This is how you access the server where we keep the past year of broadcasted news segments ready for general use. Older than that and you'd have to do some digging--" Her hips seemed to move back against him more pointedly.

"Ah, thank you for the instruction, Miss Goodleigh--"

"I've told you, Virgil, call me Gabrielle.." She looked back over her shoulder at him, fluttering her lashes and smiling coyly.

"Yes, Gabrielle, it's not that I don't appreciate you taking the time to help me, but it's a bit cramped here, and..." As he tried to back away from her rhythmically swaying hindquarters, he felt a bump against the back of his knees, and his center of gravity abruptly shift. He watched the view of the office abruptly rotate before his eyes, as he found himself falling out the window.

He had two thoughts in rapid succession.

First, that the window being able to open that wide with no safety measures outside must be some sort of safety violation!

Second, how was he supposed to extricate himself from this situation without revealing his hyper powers? Mild-mannered citizen, Virgil O'Valeron, would most certainly be falling to certain death!