The wind flew through her hair as it raced past her falling body, she didn't know why she had done it, but she did, and now here she was, free falling from a shattered window in which she threw her body into to wrestle a crazed power, stricken man to the ever so closing in ground with a thin line of water coating it to form a nice wet landing.
She hugged at the blonds waist, making herself believe that he couldn't break her grasp although she knew better. He was never one to be out powered anyway. He was one above all others, he was their former Captain.
She shut her eyes as the ground seemed to grow to meet her, almost as if inviting her to crash and become one with the earth as she was before birth. Her head felt dizzy, eye focus fading, stomach wrenching in an odd uncomfortable feeling. Then before she knew it, everything went black as her "captive" stopped struggling.
~L~
He felt her grip undoing itself as her body fell limp against his own. All he did was smirk as an idea played across his mind, one of the utmost awful region of his corrupted brain. The blond quickly flipped around so that he was carrying her, in what most would call a bridal style, and cradled her body to his so she wouldn't take any impact from the deathly fall.
They seemed to fall faster than the rain, not that the blond wasn't use to it, but that ensured it to be one hell of a landing. He flipped around one more time so he was falling feet first, just in time to land on them. The serene water beneath his feet that laid on the ground violently shot up to meet his elbows as his feet drilled down into the surface enough to leave a pretty clear indention.
"impressive, Valentine. I never would have perceived the thought you would do such a selfless act," Wesker spoke dark and stoically, knowing that Jill was beyond hearing him. He began walking forward, his plot already in motion, with a devilish smirk to accompany him to the lab.