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Jun. 14th, 2013 11:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lt_blade"Come on girls, momma's going to take out some aggression while you two play, okay?"
She was tired, restless even. Around the hut, she'd done the cleaning, fixing up, and whatever manual labor that needed to be done and she still didn't feel any better. Of course, the whole deal with rapture wasn't solved, but there was only so much they could do and even she knew that she couldn't patrol every day of every hour, though a part of her wished it. It wasn't her place though..if anything she hoped that Lipton would find Lydia, find her and go back to being the happy, content family that he and Jane were.
She looked at the girls playing under the shade of the deck, their wooden toys being stacked and moved about in a way that only a one-year old could find fun.
Maybe we do need to move, she thought. As much as she didn't like the thought of facing people just yet, maybe another change of pace would be good for them.
No..what would be good for her was some shadow boxing. In their-in her-front yard, there was a thick tree that was perfect for the deed, its trunk smooth and wide enough for her to wrap a long coil of rope around and use it as a punch/kick target. She'd replaced it several times since she'd first moved to the hut, but it was easier than going to the punching back in the Hidden Hamlet-nice as the people there were.
Making sure that the girls were content (she had some water and snacks just incase), and Max was within sight (and safely chewing on something he hunted) Sonya pulled on a set of combat gloves, flexed her shoulders a bit-and started going to town on the tree.
punch...punch..turn..jab
roundhouse kick...triple kick
turn..jump crescent kick...
She was soon lost in a pattern, visualizing the tree as her opponent and delivering blow after blow. They were automatic now, her body feeling the endorphin rush but there was no longer any sense of enjoyment or relief in the blows.
She was tired, restless even. Around the hut, she'd done the cleaning, fixing up, and whatever manual labor that needed to be done and she still didn't feel any better. Of course, the whole deal with rapture wasn't solved, but there was only so much they could do and even she knew that she couldn't patrol every day of every hour, though a part of her wished it. It wasn't her place though..if anything she hoped that Lipton would find Lydia, find her and go back to being the happy, content family that he and Jane were.
She looked at the girls playing under the shade of the deck, their wooden toys being stacked and moved about in a way that only a one-year old could find fun.
Maybe we do need to move, she thought. As much as she didn't like the thought of facing people just yet, maybe another change of pace would be good for them.
No..what would be good for her was some shadow boxing. In their-in her-front yard, there was a thick tree that was perfect for the deed, its trunk smooth and wide enough for her to wrap a long coil of rope around and use it as a punch/kick target. She'd replaced it several times since she'd first moved to the hut, but it was easier than going to the punching back in the Hidden Hamlet-nice as the people there were.
Making sure that the girls were content (she had some water and snacks just incase), and Max was within sight (and safely chewing on something he hunted) Sonya pulled on a set of combat gloves, flexed her shoulders a bit-and started going to town on the tree.
punch...punch..turn..jab
roundhouse kick...triple kick
turn..jump crescent kick...
She was soon lost in a pattern, visualizing the tree as her opponent and delivering blow after blow. They were automatic now, her body feeling the endorphin rush but there was no longer any sense of enjoyment or relief in the blows.
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on 2013-06-16 07:07 pm (UTC)Once she came past Sonya's, she paused for a moment, jogging in place to keep her heart rate up. "What'd the tree do to you today, hmm?"
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on 2013-06-16 08:36 pm (UTC)She was also suddenly aware of how much she'd worked up a sweat and that her arms and legs were numb.
Sonya opened her mouth to answer, but seeing Dani starting to run off to follow after a bright blue butterfly, she quickly held up a hand. "Gimmie a moment.."
"Danielle! Get your tiny butt back here!" Ignoring how her muscles protested, Sonya bounded after the tiny girl, who only seemed to think the whole thing a game and ran faster.
Sonya was able to scope up the baby and quickly grab Joey's hand before she got any ideas from her sister.
"In answer to your question...the tree would've lasted longer than a punching bag." Not that she knew for sure, but it seemed rude to test that theory only for it to be proved right.
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-17 12:07 pm (UTC)"That's quite possible," Helen agreed. Physical activity to work out complex emotion had always been a favorite of hers - not that she was entirely certain that had been Sonya's motivation in working quite so hard.
"You know, my house back home had an entire gym in it. Anything you could think of was there. Pity it isn't here, isn't it?"
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-17 10:54 pm (UTC)She set the baby down with her sister, pulling there box of wooden blocks closer. She hoped they could go atleast ten minutes without one of them throwing one at the other.
"Not that these two aren't a workout in of themselves." Certainly they kept her on her toes most days.
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-18 04:21 pm (UTC)"Mine has not begun to walk or talk yet so I believe I am immune for a little while." Soon enough, Gregory would be on his feet and into everything and at that point, she would have to be more concerned. As it was, he was only crawling a bit and as long as Helen kept him corralled, it wasn't a problem.
"Yours are at the age where everything goes into the mouth. I don't envy you."
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on 2013-06-18 11:00 pm (UTC)Thankfully they're also starting to understand that just because something could go into their mouths doesn't mean it'll taste good. "Now it's a case of running after them when they decide to try and gnaw on something."
She wouldn't envy herself either. "I referred to them as piranhas when I was pregnant for them, so maybe it carried over." She was only partially joking.
Sonya turned her attention to Helen. She wasn't really sure if she was in the mood for company, but she did know that it was nice to talk to someone who not only knew how to talk in full sentences, but there was also something rather comforting in the fact that she was more experienced.
Maybe she just had better luck with people used to dealing in the supernatural.
"If you're done with your jog, you want to come inside?" What the hell, the worst Helen could do was refuse the invite. "I've some mint tea that's kept chilled." It was too damn hot for the regular kind and lord knew she could grow enough mint for a steady supply.
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-19 01:19 am (UTC)"It's too bloody hot to drink hot tea in the middle of the afternoon no matter how much I prefer it."
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-19 01:39 am (UTC)"I could make hot tea as well. Actually have a proper tea pot now." Courtesy of her growing skill at the pottery wheel. "But it's as you said..too damn hot for it."
She managed to catch Dani in time just as the girl was about to throw a block at her sister. Just moments before, Joey landed a block on their 'tower' that made the whole thing fall-somehow or another her sister translated this as a sort of battle cry.
"No..Dani..we don't throw things at others." Least not without their knowledge.
Christ, if she wasn't careful her girls were going to grow up with a ton of mixed messages.
Sonya carried both girls up the stairs, leading Helen inside. Her hut was made up of one main room that served as both living and dining room, as well as bedroom (however the bed was turned aside to make even more room), with. To the side was the girls' room, and opposite to that was a smaller room Sonya used as a study and still-room. The rest of the furniture was japanese inspired: handmade mats on the floor and the tables being more low set than what was common. The exception being table and cupboard next to a small fidge.
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-19 12:34 pm (UTC)"Someone seems to need a n-a-p," Helen said, cautiously spelling out the word on the off chance the girls had figured it out.
"I might have one myself when I get home."
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-19 09:12 pm (UTC)"I've Johnny Cash on my Ipod." The device showed up two years ago and came with all of her music back home. "A few songs of his and they'll calm right down."
First things first...tea. "Make yourself at home, I'll get the tea after I've settled them down."
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-20 11:25 am (UTC)"I've plenty of time," Helen promised, settling at the table to wait. Gregory tended to go to sleep quickly and hopefully the girls were the same.
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-21 01:17 am (UTC)With one hand, she set 'The sound of Johnny Cash' album on 'repeat' on her ipod and set it on its speaker. This and a few moments of the bounce and walk with Dani before both girls seemed settled enough to be put up for naps.
Well, they were put in their cribs atleast and Sonya hoped they'd take a nap, but with them it was hard to say.
She finally returned, pulling out a glass container of mint tea and two clay tumblers. "Sorry for the wait, Dani sometimes gets fussy."
Well, they both got fussy: it was just a matter of 'who was fussier than who'.
She poured Helen a cup of tea before finally settling down herself. Even in the cool shelter of the hut, the cold tea tasted nice and refreshing against the midday heat.
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-21 11:19 am (UTC)"It's quite all right. Everyone with children understands a need for rearranging schedules."
The tea was actually quite good and she drank it a little quicker than maybe she should have.
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-21 04:55 pm (UTC)She set the pitcher of tea in the middle of the table. "Dehydration's never fun."
They'd both been working out in this heat and humidity was enough to sometimes mask how dehydrated one was. Plus the tea was non-caffeinated so it wasn't like either had to worry about getting a buzz.
Not that Sonya really worried at this point-just the opposite.
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-22 02:03 pm (UTC)"I'm surprised we don't have more issues with that in the clinic on a regular basis but I suppose the population's learned to adapt."
Re: heee..Helen!
on 2013-06-22 06:23 pm (UTC)The rest of what Helen said made sense. There were plenty of sources of water around, especially around the compound and various food establishments on the island, but on the beach where someone was more prone to just lying around in the sun, it wasn't like they could just buy some water off from a vender.
She voiced those thoughts to Helen, adding. "But then fruit's also a water source and it's easier to carry than a homemade water bottle." And lord knew there were a lot of fruit trees on the island.
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on 2013-06-22 11:45 pm (UTC)"Then again, there's a lot of industrious and clever people who end up here. I'm surprised we don't end up with more just baseline humans."
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on 2013-06-23 09:18 pm (UTC)Which led to another thought and then her almost snorting into her tea. "Of course, there probably are the more base sorts of humans here-they just get a lot more help from others."
It probably came out more cynical than she meant to, but it was what she experienced and figured it was part of human nature.
It also brought something Sonya was curious about. "Which reminds me...after living so many decades? How're you not any more cynical about us? I would've figured after seeing so much, nothing about human interactions would surprise you."
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on 2013-06-24 12:39 pm (UTC)"Because everyone is different. Everything is something new," Helen said, shrugging.
"I've never had an issue with getting jaded."
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on 2013-06-24 11:19 pm (UTC)"Do you have a favorite moment from your discoveries? Or one that sticks out?" Sonya felt a little odd that she was doing most of the talking: Helen already said she was a doctor during the Victorian era, she must've come across something that just blew her mind, especially given how she spoke of science.
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on 2013-06-25 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
on 2013-06-26 12:20 am (UTC)"Back..well, before I arrived here..I was just getting into what would be considered supernatral. One of my allies had the ability to develope his life force into fire-ironic because he's actually one of the most level headed and calm men I know." One would've thought someone with fire powers would've been more erratic. "He tried to teach me how to do the same-or atleast the technique."
To develop her chi into a physical manifestation.
"Alas," She gave a slight shrug and took another sip of tea. "Things got in the way, and before you know it I end up here and what he showed me did nothing."
Not that she really cared at the time: when she first arrived there were so many other things on her mind to worry about and to be concerned of.
"Even before arriving here, I considered erasing the word 'impossible' from my dictionary."
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on 2013-06-26 01:58 pm (UTC)"It's usually a good course of action," Helen agreed. "Putting limitations on things only serves to give you massive blinders when it comes to seeing and being aware of the world around you."
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on 2013-06-27 12:35 am (UTC)Which was worse in a way because skepticism atleast meant there was the possibility of the thing being true.
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on 2013-06-27 01:40 am (UTC)no subject
on 2013-06-27 02:13 am (UTC)"For me, it was only a year before I arrived on the island." She looked at her over her tea, considering. "Don't suppose they have the game 'mortal kombat' in your world, do they?"
She wasn't sure what it was that made her want to talk about it, but her times with Helen showed her that she seemed to be the sort worth confining it-that she didn't judge or freeze up or anything of that sort if Sonya decided to talk about it.
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on 2013-06-27 12:38 pm (UTC)"I don't play video games, I wouldn't know," Helen said, shrugging slightly. "I barely even watch television."
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on 2013-06-27 11:21 pm (UTC)"I stopped looking at books or movies afterwards if they have the name of someone I know on the island. How'm I to know if it's accurately portrayed them or not..plus a matter of the other person's privacy."