Taking a quick glance around, Sev jumps the barrier without hesitation, almost clearing it. At the last moment, however, her foot catches on the turnstile bar, throwing her forward and knocking off her sunglasses. Rolling foward, she lands on her shoulder, breaking her fall as she comes into a crouch, picking up the glasses and putting them back on without ever breaking her stride. Jogging over to Eva, she chuckled slightly, adjusting the jacket.
"Now this is fun."
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
