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*He had to admit, he wasn't doing to well. First, he'd avoided anyone and everyone in the camp, coming out only to eat and take his turn on watch before disappearing back into his room.
It had been his and Riley's anniversary a week ago. Well, it would have been if she had listened to him about the so-called murders he'd been convicted of and not divorced him. And now, today, it was his youngest daughter's birthday and he wasn't even allowed to place a phone call.
Instead of wallowing in his room, he stood on the cliff edge, facing the ocean. With all his concentration, he manipulated the liquid before him, making it take on shapes, making it dance and swirl through the air.
It was calming, distracting and brought a soft smile to his face as he fell into the easy, mellow feeling that came with using his powers.*
It had been his and Riley's anniversary a week ago. Well, it would have been if she had listened to him about the so-called murders he'd been convicted of and not divorced him. And now, today, it was his youngest daughter's birthday and he wasn't even allowed to place a phone call.
Instead of wallowing in his room, he stood on the cliff edge, facing the ocean. With all his concentration, he manipulated the liquid before him, making it take on shapes, making it dance and swirl through the air.
It was calming, distracting and brought a soft smile to his face as he fell into the easy, mellow feeling that came with using his powers.*