Nothing could kill her mood. Not the heavy gray clouds in the sky. Not the chill in the air. Not the mud on her boots or PT she had to run. As far as Angel was concerned it was the first day of spring. Ethan's kiss was fresh on her lips. She knew it wasn't likely to happen again any time soon. He wanted to take things slow. And by slow he meant
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Yet again, her book fell to the ground when the small redhead collided with her, and Haylie's gloved hands immediately settled on Angel's shoulders. "Whoa there, Red. Y'oughta be careful who you're runnin' into. I'm not the best person to collide with."
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Once her feet were under her, she reached down for the book and handed it back. "This looks interesting."
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Accepting the book with a grateful nod, she dusted some dirt off of the cover and shrugged. "If you're a fan of medical textbooks."
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She glanced at the book again and shrugged. "Not really but Olivia was reading something like this too. I think hers was for her power though.*
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His mind took another second to catch up with the rest of him, but when it did and he recognized who it was he had run into, Daken's quick reflexes snapped to attention. He grabbed Angel's wrists before she could stumble more than a step or two and steadied her. "How can someone with enough power to fry the atmosphere be so damn clumsy?" He mused.
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He looked Angel over. Noticing the muddied boots and the light sweat, he asked, "Out for a jog? Or are you getting your exercise in by bumping into half the camp?"
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"I'm really sorry about that. My mind was a million miles away. You look okay. I didn't hurt you, did I?"
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On pure reaction, Alice's hand jerked out, freezing her dropped cup instantly; she really was more worried about spilling her coffee than breaking anything, but it was just a habit to flinch outwards. "It's fine." Although her tone was fairly firm, as if preparing to lecture a small child.
"Are you hurt?" It had been a single, petty bump, but it was probably polite to ask before Alice started fussing over her coffee, currently suspended mid fall.
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"It's nothing, really." Avoiding the slight spills, Alice took a hold of the cup, still suspended where it was, and shifted to catch the over spilling liquid and place the cup upright, "Watch yourself." As Alice lifted the cup, the droplets that had escaped fell to the ground, everything unfreezing together.
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