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Henriette Stillman (not_that_henri) wrote in utr_logs,

Henn tossed a mock salute, pointing to the back door, "Find a good seat, I'll be on the roof." That said she scampered off to find the tote bag of gewgaws that her mother had given her the last time she'd been at the Guildhall. It was as easy as anything to swing herself out the bedroom window and up onto the roof, sparing an idle thought that she wouldn't be able to once she was a few months along.

She situated herself easily enough on the crest of the roof, rolling her shoulders and settling her mind, once she'd figured out that the power was almost-but-not-quite tied into her emotions the whole process had become very zen for her. She pulled a few of the figures out, lining them up within easy reach, charging one and slinging it skyward, tossing another one up right after it to explode them both at the apex of the throw.