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The pool, Friday morning

"I really wish I could go to Sandover with you for a short visit," Dinah said over her shoulder to Jak, holding the door for him. She threw her towel on one of the pool chairs and kicked off her flip-flops. "But this'll have to do!"

[for the Sandover sweetheart, but open, as pools are]

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We could do that, Jak mused, or we could just... dive. What? Water was ag ood thing. A really really good thing. Especially if it meant more, uh. Fries. At the end.

Then Dinah was going to just have to come up with another excuse, or trigger, or really flimsy justification for getting fries.

"Works," she said aloud, and then hauled herself up out of the water and onto the edge of the pool. "Me first, I lost, consolation prize!" And she padded over to the diving board, climbing up it as quick as she could.

She took a moment at the edge of the board to wave to the non-existent judges, bow to Jak, then took a breath. One bounce. Two bounce. Three-- and diiiiiiiiiiive!

Splash!

Hey! He couldn't recall agreeing to that!

Still, Jak was scrambling to get up out of the pool with another grin on his face, racing along the side towards the diving board as soon as she was finished. He got on it, bouncing once or twice (his trunks bounced along slightly at the edges) and... followed.

It wasn't exactly a swan dive, but it was really, really graceful, with a little arch, and then a straight on dive towards the floor of the pool.

Dinah whistled as he surfaced-- possibly also in admiration of the trunks-- and then grinned at him saying, "You've done that waaaaay too often, I'm sure of it. Do you go a day without swimming when you're in Sandover?"

She lazily swam back over to the edge, and hauled herself out again, adjusting her tankini top so it wouldn't ride up too much. Ahem.

He paddled her way, and in the end, snagged an ankle to communicate, Not really.

Then, after a pause, he shared a quick memory of the first time he and Dax helped out the fisherman, hanging over the edge of a very low bridge with a net. Dax leaned over too far, and fell straight in, spluttering and flailing around, and Jak had cracked up.

For no reason at all than that the memory had suddenly occurred to Jak, really.

Dinah was struck by how Dax looked then, human-boy-Dax, not Dax-the-transformed ottsel; and she smiled at Jak, sending back to him, Only the outside changed for him, hunh?

Well, Dax had had buckteeth and shiny red hair and-- Pretty much, Jak agreed, He still just stayed... Dax.

Which was a seriously good thing; having the inside of himself change like her brain had changed on the love potion would have been bizarre and scary for Dax, but if it was just the outside, well... Okay, still bizarre. But not as scary. You guys will find a fix for him being an ottsel eventually. I know it. Sandover just kind of made you think it was possible. Nothing too bad could last forever, there. She leaned forward to grin at Jak. Wanna see a new trick that Azula taught me?

They so would. The Sages were working on Dax. He'd be totally fine, given enough time in Sandover to hack away at that cure.

He perked up. Yeah!

"Okay," Dinah said aloud, trying to center herself. Slightly more difficult with Jak's warm hand on her ankle, but she wasn't going to pull away. She closed her eyes. Breathed in. Breathed out. Reached.

A spiral of water rose up from the surface of the pool, twisting and turning into a rope, then an arc; she opened her eyes and grinned as it hung there over their heads, then sent it sailing out to splash into the surface of the water beyond Jak, sending up a cone of water, then settling. Ha!

Jak watched with big eyes. Woah. Seriously. That was like... dancing with water, or shaping eco or something, except with water. ... Could she make, like, a waterfall? From thin air? Inquiring minds wanted to know.

Dinah picked up that image from his mind, and while she couldn't make the water appear, she thought she could give it a try.... She closed her eyes again, and reached for a sheave of water, lifting it, higher, higher, shimmering and rippling above them. Gritted her teeth, and let out a slooooooooooow breath as the water tipped over the edge of itself, unspooling downward in front of them to froth into the pool.

She swayed and gulped, then opened her eyes to beam at Jak, words gone for a second in relief from concentration; not the easiest thing in the world to do, that.

Jak's eyes? Bigger now. His grin was huge, too, with a little bit of wonder, and a lot of that's totally awesome.

He missed waterfalls sometimes, okay?

Totally understandable. Dinah beamed back at the wonder in Jak's face and leaned forward to give him a hug, content and happy to have entertained him with that. Home soon, with real ones. But I can always make you one here, too.

You are totally cool, he decided, threading his feet through the water a little more. So, what's next? Your choice.

Walking on water? No, seriously. Dinah snickered, and splashed Jak. If you trust me?

...You can walk on water?

Dinah grinned. I can cheat. She took a breath, and stood up-- a bare millimeter over the surface of the water, letting the telekinesis hold her up, then bent down to hold out a hand to Jak. "Care to join me?"

Yeah, again: kind of cool. He could almost reach that kind of level if he was hopped up on enough blue eco, but... nothing quite like that.

You couldn't blame Jak, through, for reaching inside for what little spark of blue eco was left in his reserves after all this time as he took Dinah's hand. Just as a safety blanket.

Totally not blame him.

Dinah carefully elevated him out of the water, so his feet were on a level with hers, the water lapping barely over the edges of their feet, and grinned. We could dance like this. If there was music. She squeezed his fingers, and put one arm around his neck.

Jak was still a little busy peering down to make sure he didn't just fall into the water. And then there was the feel of skin on his neck, and he dragged his eyes upwards to look at... well, not the arm.

Trying to look at the arm might be a problem.

Yeah, he said, lamely. It's like... standing on the surf.

Dinah curled her toes into the water, and swallowed back snickers at where Jak's eyes drifted and rested. Concentrate, concentrate, humming through her body, inside-outside breathing-heartbeat Dinah-Jak water-air and the risk they'd just fall. Some of her shields down enough to transmit all that.

She stretched up to kiss him, one hand on his chest, and hummed under her breath. After a second, she realized it was some of that U2 Jono had been playing on the roof a while ago. Where the streets have no name....

We're still building, he hummed back, even though Jak didn't know the song or even where he'd picked up the lyrics (Dinah), but it was a nice sound, a nice rhythm, and he shut his eyes as he kissed back, focusing on the mental thrum of music.

Then burning down love, Burning down love... Dinah was in the Zone, kissing Jak, floating, smiling against his mouth, swaying a little with the music. Just totally, completely in the moment. Annny second that might change, but right now, it was perfect.

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