"There was nothing wrong with my hand." Morgana refuses to look at him, as her three layers of clothing hold a lot of water. "Your grip was the problem, not me." She wrings out one side of her overlay, and then the other, which would be easier if she took it off to do, but she's not going to.
If it looks like she moves the slightest bit farther away from him, it is because she does, and, there are times these two have the combined maturity level of 10. She wrings out her skirt in several places.
"Obviously, your own hold was the issue as you would be an idiot to have willfully let go to follow me down here." finally, she pulls up her skirt, as little as she can and still feel propriety is being acknowledged, a little to take a hold of her under-dress. It's white, and equally as full of water as the other layers. That also gets wrung out.
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Date: 2010-06-25 07:26 am (UTC)If it looks like she moves the slightest bit farther away from him, it is because she does, and, there are times these two have the combined maturity level of 10. She wrings out her skirt in several places.
"Obviously, your own hold was the issue as you would be an idiot to have willfully let go to follow me down here." finally, she pulls up her skirt, as little as she can and still feel propriety is being acknowledged, a little to take a hold of her under-dress. It's white, and equally as full of water as the other layers. That also gets wrung out.