[ the truth is, she hasn't felt this kind of freedom in a long while. if they hadn't been on the run with the underground, they were out fighting to defend themselves. and by the time she'd followed the frost sisters to team up with the inner circle, "fun" had long since jumped out of the question. it was hard to have fun when she had a daughter that needed protecting.
even now, there's still a weight carried on her shoulders, one that she tries to alleviate for even a minute by doing something that reminds her of her love for who she is, for the powers she holds in her hands. whether it's floating or skating, it takes her back, making sure she remembers who she is.
but the skates aren't the only thing that do that and the sharp blade scrapes down on the ice to a stop as her eyes catch those of the man staring her way. her breath picks up, heart pounding harder, the way it always does when they find each other again. ]
Marcos ... [ she mutters, more quietly to herself as she feels the clenching press within her chest; as far as she remembers, they're still on different sides here, even if this isn't the same playing field. ]
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even now, there's still a weight carried on her shoulders, one that she tries to alleviate for even a minute by doing something that reminds her of her love for who she is, for the powers she holds in her hands. whether it's floating or skating, it takes her back, making sure she remembers who she is.
but the skates aren't the only thing that do that and the sharp blade scrapes down on the ice to a stop as her eyes catch those of the man staring her way. her breath picks up, heart pounding harder, the way it always does when they find each other again. ]
Marcos ... [ she mutters, more quietly to herself as she feels the clenching press within her chest; as far as she remembers, they're still on different sides here, even if this isn't the same playing field. ]