[ silence grows and time passes. seconds, slipping by. and buffy tries to tamp down on her feelings of success and accomplishment, because those self-indulgent sentiments shouldn't be allowed to taint an attempt at finding solitude.
growing every confident by the moment, she nudges the last crystal into place.
and she exhales. by all accounts, perhaps the experiment is a success; perhaps there's a future to be found in future meditation meetings, each one complicating the structure and exercises. for a moment, she imagines a future where she can go so far as to lead haruhi through the tai-chi-like acrobatic movements that pair so well with the crystals. ]
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growing every confident by the moment, she nudges the last crystal into place.
and she exhales. by all accounts, perhaps the experiment is a success; perhaps there's a future to be found in future meditation meetings, each one complicating the structure and exercises. for a moment, she imagines a future where she can go so far as to lead haruhi through the tai-chi-like acrobatic movements that pair so well with the crystals. ]