[ She wasn't expecting that- she was prepared for Uranus to trip maybe, to give her time to catch her breath. She wasn't expecting to hit the ground with the blonde atop her, her own eyes wide, shoulders rigid and face red from exertion.
She's sweating. She hates sweating out of the water, but one has to make sacrifices, right? Neptune manages to smile up at her, though, the look a little strained. ]
Don't let your guard down.
[ And then she's launching herself up, slamming her forearm beneath Uranus's chin. ]
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She's sweating. She hates sweating out of the water, but one has to make sacrifices, right? Neptune manages to smile up at her, though, the look a little strained. ]
Don't let your guard down.
[ And then she's launching herself up, slamming her forearm beneath Uranus's chin. ]