Who: Molly and Spy What: Likely trouble Where: the Gym When: noonish
Molly had told Lisa she would fly with her. But she hadn't done a full dance since... well she had danced for Pheonix. Checking the gym she found it empty. This was good. She padded to the yoga room and set the small MP3 player with speakers on the floor. She'd filtched a soccer ball from the sports area a few decks up.
Yes, she had come here alone. She wasn't always good with directions. Left, right, yes, no, sometimes got jumbled accidentally on purpose. She peeled off her loose pants so she was clad only in her one piece bathing suit. After stretching a bit she started the music and ran to the middle of the room. With long practiced precision she recalled her last compitition routine and began her dance, happy to fly once more.