Endanger yourself to deliver the final blow

You notice a thick strap bundled next to you and grin as you reach for it.

"Hey, Jane," you call out over your comm as you cinch one end to a nearby bar, thread it through the one above it, then tie it around your waist. "I’m going to show this asshole just how much of a ‘psychotic cunt’ I really am."

"Damn it, Celeste. He’s about to fall. Don’t do anything-"

Jane's voice is cut off by your own as you peak your head out and scream, "Hey, Hugo!" then fling your body out from the nook and point your feet towards his knees as gravity hurls your body towards him. "Have a nice trip."

"The fuck?!" is all he manages until your feet come crashing into his leg, likely breaking it, as he falls backwards. The impact from hitting Hugo slows your own fall just enough to barely wrap both of your arms around a handle.

"See you next fall, you piece of shit!" you scream over the teams comm channel so you’re sure he hears you before he hits the ground. "Jane, hurry and get the doors shut so I don’t end up down there with him."

"Aye, aye. We might need to get your head checked if you pull anything like that again though," she replies as the cargo hatch begins to close.

"Hey, I had a restraint around my waist, thanks," you call back, still pleased with yourself.

"Which would have broken your back if you hadn’t caught on to something," she chides. Your eyes go wide as you realize she was probably right.

"Yeah… It felt awesome though," you relent. Jane simply sighs over the comms as you take a breath and make your way to the cockpit.