He takes in a gasp of air, and spins about. Morgana. She's gone. Under the water somewhere. Taking in a breath, he drops below the water, looking for her. Where is she? It's pitch black under the roaring water, apart from the small blue light. The light. Morgana's sonic.
He kicks off of the wall towards it, reaching out his hand for hers. She's in a ridiculous gown, it can't possibly be easy to swim in.
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Date: 2010-06-23 07:08 am (UTC)He kicks off of the wall towards it, reaching out his hand for hers. She's in a ridiculous gown, it can't possibly be easy to swim in.