dragonfist:

Vic was standing on top of Titan’s tower standing at the edge of the roof doing Tai Chi. He had been up there since sunrise like he was every morning. He felt it was a great way to get ready for the new day and he had been doing this since a far back as he could remember.

 He went through the motions of his current sequence of Tai Chi with such slowness that at times it was hard to tell he was moving.

With all that had happened it was nice to get back into some semblance of routine though nothing could ever be truly the same again. Not that any day was every possibly the same.