Bubble.

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A hot bath is exactly what Corrine needed. After soaking to prunish-feel with a good book, she's wiping condensation from the mirror to comb out her hair. It's been quiet recently. Quiet is good. It's given her a lot of time to focus on herself, which is nice, and get some research done on things that still don't make sense.

Mmm. Right now, she's actually thinking about just slipping into her pajamas and flopping down in front of a good movie. There's hot chocolate to be had and she has a bag of mini-marshmallows stashed away. Yeah... that sounds perfect.

There's another sound, an actual one. She closes the cabinet mirror, then turns to make sure she's actually seeing what she thinks. It's like a super-awesome shiny disco-ball.

Yeah. Definitely report this, pron--

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"Oliver Queen, the first Arrow, always said there was always time to wait." A beat. "Well, when making a shot at least."

She walks over to Dian and adjusts her fingers a bit more. She's stubborn, of course. "The point here is to have your muscles develop the memory of the shot. Make sure they know what he right thing feels like."

"Now both of you, point out to the sea. Close your eyes and focus on the feeling of it."

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She's fidgety by nature. She can't help it. For her, it's all about learning everything quick, and perfecting by just doing it over and over again. She grimaces a little but she's trying.

The sound of the ocean is a nice combatant to holding this stance; focus off the burn and the waiting.

[damage-girl.livejournal.com]

Wesley, on the other hand, is feeling a lot more comfortable second by second. It feels steady, and a lot easier when he's not thinking about it.

He's feeling it in his muscles, too, but he isn't going to say so.

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"Now. Let go."

[damage-girl.livejournal.com]

They let go at nearly the same time.

Dian's staring off into the surf, a little confused. She'll get the hang of this but she has the feeling there's something underlying she possibly missed.

Wes is doing the same, but looking surprised. "That was... kinda cool."

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"If nothing else, it's a good workout."

Not for the first time, Tara wishes their mother could be here. Millennia of damage does not heal overnight, but at least she has the Sandman's dreams to guide her. She likes to think in those dream, they are happy. In the meanwhile, she'll protect and raise them like the children she'll never have.

"Come on," remarks their godmother. "Time to get something to eat."