"You wanna give that one a try?" (Gwenrhian)
"It looks...a little bit big, no?" (Gweneira)
"Oh come on! Don't chicken out. It's not like you're the one who'll be fighting it." (Gwenerys)
"Should I remind you, that neither will you?" (Gwenrhian)
"*cough* ehehe~ So are we going for it?" (Gwenerys)
From their sky-high perch, the triplets debated the first pick of the day. It was a 2-pointer bot, not particularly large compared to the other robots waltzing around the complex, but it would have easily towered above the triplets who boasted moderate heights of 5'2". The robot was currently strolling towards the building they were on, and Gwenrhian estimated it would be just under them in a matter of seconds.
After gazing intensely at the surrounding fights, and the students who trashed the robots left and right, the eldest triplet deduced that her staff would be enough to deal sufficient damage towards the robot.
"If I hit the head...I should be able to take it out in one blow." (Gwenrhian)
"Then..?" (Gwenerys)
"*sigh* We might as well. First, you should both head down the stairs." (Gwenrhian)
"Wait, what about— ...ah." (Gweneira)
As the trio eventually came to an agreement the eldest's actions elicited as small cry of surprise from the interrupted Gweneira. For a moment, the middle sibling simply stared blankly at the now empty ledge of the high-rise tower.
"She jumped..?" (Gweneira)
"She jumped," Gwenerys confirmed.
"...Let's hurry." (Gweneira)
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Gwenrhian PoV
Knifing winds whistled past Gwenrhian's face, gathering the bleach-white strands of her hair and tossing them chaotically behind her. She'd already estimate the rough distance between the 2-pointer robot and the spot directly below her and judged it to be ~20-30m. She'd also estimated that if she could land right on top of the robot's head if she dive-bombed from the tower and made some slight adjustments to her fall-speed.
She'd already picked out the locations where she would make those adjustments: a flag-pole jutting from the side of the building, a retracted awning curled neatly above a window, and the concrete ledge that circled the buildings and seated its overlooking gargoyles. If all went well, and she was confident it would —she wouldn't have jumped if she hadn't been confident— then she'd land on the robot's back and with all her bones intact to boot.
As the first check-point arrived, Gwenrhain reached out, latching her fingers around the flagpole. She flexed her waist, wresting controlling of her momentum as she used the speed from her fall to begin swinging circles with the flagpole as her horizontal bars. She spun twice, thrice, letting her speed dissipate slightly before she let go, simultaneously launching herself towards the awning.
Readying her staff, Gwenrhian stabbed into the awning, firmly hooking the fabric with the butt of her staff. As gravity exerted its authority over her body, she borrowed the force to fight against the mechanisms keeping the awning coiled in place. Not even 5 seconds after Gwenrhian had stabbed into the awning, the metal gave way, the tarp tearing from its hinges. Skillfully, she whisked her staff through the tarp, and as she fell past the ledge, she planted a firm kick against the building.
As Gwenrhian took distance from the building, she unfurled the tarp wrapped around her staff, grabbing onto it as she used it as a makeshift parachute, that rapidly slowed her descent. When the 2-pointed robot passed by underneath her, Gwenrhian released the tarp, allowing it to flutter away as she crashed down onto the robot and struck her staff through its head. As the robot crumpled, the eldest of the triplets rolled away from the metallic carnage.
Quickly, the girl rose to her feet and dusted herself off.
"That's two...but we're going to need a lot more than that if all three of us are going to pass."
It would be rather difficult to get all three triplets to pass, given their limited combat potential against things like robots. However, as her sisters finally came barreling through the double doors of the building, Gwenrhian's eyes landed on the pristine barrel of the robot's weaponry. She had an idea.
"Nene, see if you can disconnect the gun from this robot. Reis, do you think you can shoot that thing?"
Calling her sister's by their pet-names, she beckoned them over to help her dismantle the robotic arm. Maybe if they could reappropriate a few laser guns, then they'd have the competitive edge needed to pass this exam.