Arbor walked away, backwards toward the waters. She had had about all she needed of these people. They were boring and seemingly taking care of themselves, all talk and no bite. She didn't like talking. With a sigh, she focused her attention back on the lake, rubbing her fingers against the chappy autumn cold. Hopefully they'd keep themselves busy...
She aimed the coin she'd been occupying herself with, and it exploded from her fingers with a flick, gliding over the water with the arch of a boomerang as she pulled her hand along its path. All through its magnetic slingshot, it kept its loud metallic whir, and it grew louder as it approached. And sure enough, despite an intense velocity, Arbor caught it in her hand. She'd done it. It took a few tries, but she'd done it.
That was cool.