http://powerbow.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] powerbow.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-08-08 10:34 am

taking time to think;

Kimberly walked around the padded floor and tried to clear her mind. She let out a deep breath and raised her hands dramatically. With one more deep breath she sent her herself flying across the gym floor in a series of back flips that ended with her on her feet.

Gymnastics had always helped Kimberly get to a better place back home. And it would surely work here as well. She repeated the act of back flips but this time added a spin before the last one. There was nothing like tumbling through the air. It was a rush, a full on thrill that nothing compared. Except for maybe the whole ranger thing.

As she again did her back flips, spins, and added kart-wheels and it almost felt like home. Like she was back in Ernie's juice bar practicing along with Jason, Trini, Zach, Billy and Tommy. But she knew she wasn't.

[identity profile] neverwastenaya.livejournal.com 2011-08-11 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Nah," Tenaya answered. "What happens is that someone will come in here for a break or practice or whatever, think they've locked the door, and then the next thing they know, everyone seems to walk in. Happens every time."

[identity profile] neverwastenaya.livejournal.com 2011-08-12 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
Tenaya really had to work on that whole socializing thing. Here she was making an effort to get to know somebody, and she wasn't quite sure what she should say next.

So that probably meant it was time to change the subject. "So, you fought with Billy before, right?"

[identity profile] neverwastenaya.livejournal.com 2011-08-13 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Tenaya smirked. That was just enough detail to picture the disaster.

"I'll bet. So, any other stories about Billy like that?"

It's still friendship if you get a kick out of their embarrassing moments.