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"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.



on 2013-06-25 02:45 am (UTC)
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"There's so many, I don't know that I could choose just one," Helen said, thinking it over. "And so many of my memories are personal and have very little to do with science. I'd have to say discovering werewolves was up there. We call them HAPs, though. Hyper accelerated proteans."

on 2013-06-26 01:58 pm (UTC)
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"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."

on 2013-06-27 01:40 am (UTC)
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"People don't like things they can't explain," Helen agreed. "I spent my whole life working against that."

on 2013-06-27 12:38 pm (UTC)
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"I don't play video games, I wouldn't know," Helen said, shrugging slightly. "I barely even watch television."

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