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[babyviper]

All of the snow was pretty enough, O-Ren would acknowledge, if impractical

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[little_moons]

Leaning against the brightly colored fence, safely watching from outside the rink with my feet planted on solid ground, I watch her wobble out onto the ice, a faint smirk on my face. I know she's dangerous -- can be dangerous -- but I've also seen Dean with her, seen how he looks at her, and I know how important she is to him and Angua. It feels weird that we've never really spoken, weird that we're essentially strangers, so when I say, "First time out, kid?" it doesn't feel like it's the first time I've ever directly spoken to her, even though I think maybe it is.

[babyviper]

O-Ren looks up, surprise flickering over her otherwise blank features. "Is it that obvious?" she asks, doing her best to cover. At least he hasn't seen to really notice she's practicing with penguins.

[little_moons]

"No," I answer with a shrug, and it's not a lie. I've seen a hell of a lot worse, including myself. From what I understand about her, though, I doubt she's the type that couldn't master this kinda thing with some practice. "Just a lucky guess."

[babyviper]

"It's not the kind of thing I'm used to learning," O-Ren admits. "But it looks--" She hesitates, because it seems so frivolous to say. "It looks fun."

[off_the_ceiling]

Jess wasn't any better at skating than she was last year when the island froze over, so she wasn't able to offer anything but moral support as O-Ren stepped onto the ice. She had a pair of skates that she kept, but she wasn't putting them on unless she had a tree or a Winchester to hold her up.

"Looking good," she said, though, and gave O-Ren a smile.

[babyviper]

Sam's girlfriend, she immediately identified, though she wasn't naturally inclined to keep track of these things. But it put the blonde fairly high on the list of convince I'm not crazy.

"I've hardly started," O-Ren said, "I'm sure it will get much worse."

[off_the_ceiling]

"It usually does," agreed Jess, shivering a little at the thought of how many times her ass had landed on the ice last winter. "But you're still on your feet."

[babyviper]

"Little risk means little chance of failure," O-Ren said, gliding forward a little bit, hands automatically out to the side to balance herself. "Do you have skates?"

[steel_singer]

Bobby watched her out on the ice for a few moments in silence, knowin' she was probably completely aware he was standin' there. His gloved hands were shoved deep in the pockets of the winter coat he'd saved from last year, but the cold wasn't that bad, 'specially not with how he was bundled up, long johns and a scarf around his neck, topped with a black knit ski cap instead of his usual trucker's hat.

"You're doing well. Is this your first time on the ice?" he finally called to her in Japanese, half wishing he'd brought a pair of skates with him.

[babyviper]

Some things never changed, and her immediate response was to shake her head. "No, I'm not really doing that well." It was how her mother would have expected her to answer. "But I've never really done this before, so it's to be expected."

[steel_singer]

"You don't give yourself enough credit," Bobby replied. That response from O-Ren wasn't surprising to him, though. "If I had a pair of skates I'd get out there on the ice with ya."

[babyviper]

"Does instruction require demonstration?" Even if she didn't go to school, she did like the sound of big, important words. They helped mask her lack of sureness.