No wonder Sitwell exclaims, “Are you kidding me?” He fell at least 150 feet, smashed through a glass roof, and landed on a marble floor hard enough to bounce. By all rights he should have died on impact, or sustained enough spinal and pelvic damage to be crippled for life. Instead, he winces, staggers to his feet, and dashes for the garage.
That serum is a frickin’ MIRACLE.
#I WINCE EVERY TIME#like it’s a hard hit and he’s visibly stunned by it for an instant#but also the amount of time he spends trying to find an alternative route is like#’aw fuck no i don’t wanna have to jump AW FUCK I’M GONNA HAVE TO JUMP THIS IS GONNA SUCK SO FUCKING BAD’
#srsly tho he so incredibly does not want to jump like#’this is just like that one time in ‘43 dear god I hate this job’#’why couldn’t you just fuck off and draw things Rogers? no no gotta fall off fucking buildings for a living’#’gotta fall off fucking buildings because the organisation you make a living off is trying to kill you’#’fuck my life’#’can’t motivate myself out of this one here’s a stirring speech of FUCK THIS NOISE ow god why’ (Piratemoggy)
I’d love a scientific analysis of how landing on the vibranium shield saves his life. Sure, part of it is the serum, but most of it has *got* to be the shield.
This is the same shield that, when shot, absorbed the impact of the bullets so the bullets just fell straight down, rather than ricocheting.