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bunny of the moon ([personal profile] moondumplings) wrote2020-09-28 06:05 pm
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[personal profile] siblingless 2020-09-30 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[AH.

SHRIEKING.]


Tsukino-san!

[She runs over to try to catch her, but — well. It's a little too late for that, and down she goes. Unfortunate! Still, she pretty much baseball slides over to her side, fussing over her and reaching out with both hands to pull her up. Her head swivels towards the river when she hears the arm plop into the water, and her eyes widen while she sucks in a breath.]

Oh, no. [GOODBYE, ARM...] I'm so, so sorry. Are you okay? Please, stay here. I'll fetch it for you!

[She will absolutely kick off her shoes and yeet herself into the river unless Usagi stops her.]
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[personal profile] siblingless 2020-10-01 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
[It's fine? It's fine. Everything is fine. Just two girls running into the river on this lovely Monday night. There's a delay in her response when she's addressed as Kasumi, but the telltale sound of Usagi stumbling after her successfully grab her attention. Whipping around, the water sloshing around her as it nearly reaches her waist from how quickly she ran in, her eyes widen as she sees her.]

Ah, you really didn't have to come in! You could catch a cold!

[Said, like she won't catch a cold herself.]
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[personal profile] siblingless 2020-10-05 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
H-Huh? What do you mean, Tsukino-san?

[Looking at her in concern as she stumbles her way closer. It's nighttime, and it's been difficult enough to spot the arm like this. Still, her eyes scan the waters, confused over what Usagi means until...]

Feel wh—?

[... Something wraps around her ankle, and she SHRIEKS.

Time to get dragged, ladies.]
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[personal profile] siblingless 2020-10-09 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[It's fine. Acquaintances who are stupid together, drown together.

Nighttime sure is making this difficult. She finds herself getting dragged underwater, kicking and flailing to rid herself of whatever is wrapped around her ankle. A hand, as it turns out. In her struggles, she kicks hard enough to losen the grip — and then she's reaching out to to and grab Usagi's arm or shirt or anything.

Godspeed, girls.]