Yeah, I know. Not like I have room to talk, either. [She's not had anything but her night job. And the occasional distraction... which is what Dick was supposed to be.
She snorts at the suggestion, stuffing another piece of waffle in her mouth.]
I could. I've taught more than a few of the mini-Slayers, so it's not like I don't know how. Where do you teach gymnastics? I could do self-defense or something. Or sword fighting?
[It would just mean she'd have to think through how a normal person could fight someone off. Having superstrength made things a little different.]
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[would he love to have a normal one? there are times he would have loved that; a normal 9-5, someone to share it with, a dog or something.
but the night is too dark for him to turn his back on the people.]
I think you could get a real hobby.
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She snorts at the suggestion, stuffing another piece of waffle in her mouth.]
Like what? Pickleball?
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I teach gymnastics sometimes. You could do something like that. Teaching?
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[It would just mean she'd have to think through how a normal person could fight someone off. Having superstrength made things a little different.]
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[she's going to teach kids how to make bullies cry, and he should be against that, but.]
Maybe the sword parts can come later.
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Maybe we could spar a little too? [Faith winks before finishing off her OJ.] I might even let you win.
[Which isn't fair, he's damn skilled and might well beat her even with her powers in a fair fight. But it's more fun to tease him.]
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Dunno, what if I like the sounds of that? Not much incentive to watch my words, boy wonder.
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We'll just have to see how I sweep you off your feet, then.