Olivia pushed up the sleeves of her shirt as she made her way down the hall, her workout clothing a little loose on her frame but otherwise fitting. Seventeen was such a difference from thirty, really, and not just physically. The amount of energy she had was amazing. There was a bounce in her step and a smile on her lips. She couldn't remember
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It did remind her of the brief period where she had Logan's powers and he hers, and she was remotely glad that she seemed unaffected by this burst of strangeness.
As a result, some light dazzled from her fists on her next punch, "Shit," pulling back, letting the bag swing, Ali shook her hands out to the side for a moment, trying to release the tension.
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"Wow. That's really neat." she murmured, leaning against one of the exercise machines. "The light thing."
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"Builds up sometimes." Like when she was pretty much caged. She hadn't let loose in weeks. "Finds a way out then."
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"I'm Olivia, by the way."
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