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[elegy]

[ Her back and arm were killing her, but they were healing much faster than she'd expected. Perhaps that was another benefit to what they were, the soldiers that they transformed into. For now, though, she's just focused on Uranus; the trees in this little patch of woods are thick and provide a lot of cover, but it also makes it easy to be snuck up on.

She's high in a branch right now, sweaty and sore as she crouches low against the trunk and catches her breath. It's dark, long after sundown, and she's left scanning her eyes over the treeline, looking for her sparring partner. ]

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[sexuallyconfuses]

[ Michiru pauses without saying anything, and Haruka doesn't say anything, either; only when Michiru turns to walk away, Haruka's hand abruptly shoots out, grabbing her by the wrist to keep her in place. ]

-- I'll get stronger. I promise.

[ and she lets go. ]

[elegy]

[ That? She wasn't expecting that, and it's almost enough to make her stumble, to lose her careful composure. ]

I know.

[ Softly. ]

I wouldn't trade you for any other partner.

[ A little smile, then, more sincere than most of her earlier ones. And then she really does leave. ]

[sexuallyconfuses]

[ Haruka doesn't know why her breath hitches in her throat when Michiru says that. afterwards, she says nothing more, only watches her leave.

... it's been a long day. time to head back home and sleep. twelve hours or so sounds about right... she can afford to be a bit late for school tomorrow.

exhaling, she steps on the gas. ]