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l33t_winged_bat) wrote2013-11-08 10:37 pm
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(Test) Cass Cain
A drop reaches her lip and Barbara Gordon-Grayson tastes the brine of her own sweat. She sucks in a harsh breath between her teeth. The bars she hoists herself up on feel slick under her hands, despite the powder she put on them - what? An hour ago? Two?
There's an annoying strand of red tangling in front of her eye. It's glued to forehead. She wills it aware and leans forward. One more step. One more
Step.
One -
More -
There's an annoying strand of red tangling in front of her eye. It's glued to forehead. She wills it aware and leans forward. One more step. One more
Step.
One -
More -
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"Rejoicing," she repeats. "Now, read the sentence again now that you know the word."
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Cassandra just looked up from the book, back to Barbara, to see if her sensei had any feedback.
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"So, can you tell me what happened to the Bat in your own words?" She thinks on it. "You don't have to use words to explain. Not right now."
Mechanics are nothing without understanding.
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"Bat not in battle. So Bat not let in victory."
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"No. Must put in work to get reward."
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Because you can get very lost if you don't.
She eyes the bars. "I could a spotter." Because it's time to stop trying to heal all on my own.
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She doesn't glance back to the bars, but her smile gets a little wider with the next nod. This area she understood more. But because she found that people could confuse it if you nodded only, they weren't sure what part you were agreeing to, she verbalized her agreement this time. Small steps, but progress never came overnight. "Can help."