[@The Harbinger of Ferocity]
"Uh... yeah." Jane inhaled sharply, closed his eyes and balled his hand into a fist. After a long, long moment, during which time he began to visibly if not audibly count to himself, he slowly exhaled and moved on.

[@BrokenPromise]
"...Okay. Sure. I... have an SMG. Best I can do for now." Jane quickly voiced a command into the radio, and a few moments later an SMG materialized in front of Junko. "I'll see about getting you something more powerful later.

After a moment, Jane came to the edge of the ravine and looked down. "...Oh, hell. I... don't think I could make that jump, no. Well, maybe if-- actually, no, wait." He spoke into the radio for a moment, and a few moments later two strange items appeared in front of him -- a green parachute with several decals on it and what appeared to be the mutant love-child of a shoulder-mounted RPG and a traffic cone. Jane caught the RPG in one hand and the parachute in the other. The tip of the rocket launcher fell swiftly to the ground, but Jane quickly slung on the parachute. He then picked up the rocket launcher, backed up and took a long, deep breath. "I can do this," he said, more trying to convince himself than the rest of the group. After a long, long moment, he sprinted forward, leapt into the air and fired the rocket launcher at his feet. Against all odds, the rocket launcher propelled him high into the air and across the ravine, swiftly and easily but not nearly swift enough to get him across. At the apex of his jump, Jane reached back and pulled his ripcord, and his parachute deployed, sending him drifting lazily across the ravine. "Oh, thank God. I will be fine!" he shouted over his shoulder."

[@ArenaSnow]
"The rest of you," he added, waving at the several-stories-high robot with his free hand, "will have to find another way across!"