[yeah, pretty much. But Kara is content to showboat, at least for awhile. She pulls up beside Carpet, soaring through the rain, and laughs out loud as she spins in the air, flying on her back, her cape whipping under her. she rests her hands under her head, reclining back in the air as she flies, and grins at Carpet, feeling unapologetically light and happy, at least for as long as the race lasts.]
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