Safe was a very relative term in Parkour, and different for every person. Minoru couldn’t answer that question for anyone but himself, but he could at least spell out exactly how high up they were and let Fredrik make the call.
Inching toward the flagpole it was.
“Good job. Just breathe. Focus on your hands. You’ve got this.” He coached, still perched at the edge of the gutter. It was pretty close to the Ultimate Cliffhanger obstacle in American Ninja Warrior. “Solid grip, but let your body stay loose. A little bit at a time. Don’t reach for it until you get there.”
Once Fredrik was safely sliding down a pole, Minoru would drop to the ground. Two stories was within his comfort zone. But any more than that, while possible in the best circumstances, was risky - and pushed the limits of what he could do safely without injury. Anything higher than three Minoru treated with the respect it deserved. Those falls could easily end his career. Or his life.
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Inching toward the flagpole it was.
“Good job. Just breathe. Focus on your hands. You’ve got this.” He coached, still perched at the edge of the gutter. It was pretty close to the Ultimate Cliffhanger obstacle in American Ninja Warrior. “Solid grip, but let your body stay loose. A little bit at a time. Don’t reach for it until you get there.”
Once Fredrik was safely sliding down a pole, Minoru would drop to the ground. Two stories was within his comfort zone. But any more than that, while possible in the best circumstances, was risky - and pushed the limits of what he could do safely without injury. Anything higher than three Minoru treated with the respect it deserved. Those falls could easily end his career. Or his life.