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...It takes a solid minute for Momo to regain even the slightest hint of the power of speech.  It takes two, before she can actually form words enough to say "Very good."

Sable grins, wide and confident, and steps closer, her motions liquid and elegant. "You have outdone yourself, Momo. This looks amazing." She wraps her up in her arms and hugs her close.

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"I wonder if it'll get easier for you to bounce back from gay panic eventually," she muses. "Breaking your brain sure is fun, though."

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"...You can habituate to nearly anything survivable, with enough exposure.  ...But I'm fairly sure I will not be getting used to you anytime soon."

"Oh good."

Then she pulls away with a laugh. "Oh this is tempting me to practice swinging."

"Make sure that you can web before you go swinging around, please?"

Sable grins, and though Momo can't see her face, it shows in her masked eyes, sharp and bright. "Planning on it."

She webs a nearby target twice, just to prove neither wrist is blocked, then walks to the edge. "Every Spider-Man and Spider-Woman has this moment, staring at a yawning void, simultaneously giddy and terrified. And every time, they don't know for sure if they'll get it right. They've practiced and tested, but that last step is a leap of faith. And it's not one we thought we'd get to take."

Then she leaps into a backflip, blowing a kiss at Momo while she's upside down and facing the Skyblock, and disappears from view.

Kami preserve her, she might be in love.

Down Sable falls.

Down, down.

And then she twists, turning to face the underside of the Skyblock, and points a hand.

Thwip.

Webbing soars.

It catches.

Pulls taut.

The next thing Momo hears is a gleeful shout.

"Woooohooooooooo!!!"

Shortly, Sable soars into view on the other side of the Skyblock, shooting high into the air, twisting into a flip, then waving down at her.

"Wooo!"

Sable laughs delightedly as she twists in the air, falling back toward the void.

She disappears below the edge again.

Thwip.

And back up she swings again.

She calls out to Momo while she's above the surface this time. "Wonder about target practice like this!"

"Well, give it a try!  You're getting the airtime for it up there!"

Sable webs two targets into her grasp, then flings then hard. They sail off, well past the far esge of the Skyblock.

And then she vanishes again.

The moment she rises past the surface, she whips webs at three more in rapid sequence, dragging them even further into the sky than the previous two.

Then, as she soars higher, she webs the first two and yanks them across to the other side.

She twists in mid-air, upside-down, and blows a kiss at Momo.

And again she vanishes.

The next time she comes up, though...

"Hey Sable!  Catch!"

And one of the training dummies falls off the edge!