[ she's got that grin on her face that means she knows exactly what she's saying. and she knows neptune is going to laugh, and the tension will ease at least a little, and the moment will be broken just like that.
so she doesn't let it. she pockets her phone and steps forward, bringing her wing back to her side as her hand reaches out to gently touch the back of neptune's hand. "beautiful," she wants to say, it looks beautiful when the three of them are together, and she mouths the word without voicing it. beautiful.
she traces up, letting her fingers come to rest on a patch of blackened skin, and after some thought she taps it gently- then draws back and wiggles her fingers, moving down through the air. run. clean., she mouths, before finally digging out her phone and switching to it. ]
you're like... a river? and there's a lot of things people have thrown at it but come on? it's a river? once you let it flow there's no stopping it. something as small as that COULDN'T stop it.
[ and then, with a fair bit of hesitation - because this isn't the neptune she watched run clean, the neptune that held jupiter and patiently let a dozen different hands run through her hair, but it's still unquestionably neptune - she adds: ]
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should i apologize ;)
[ she's got that grin on her face that means she knows exactly what she's saying. and she knows neptune is going to laugh, and the tension will ease at least a little, and the moment will be broken just like that.
so she doesn't let it. she pockets her phone and steps forward, bringing her wing back to her side as her hand reaches out to gently touch the back of neptune's hand. "beautiful," she wants to say, it looks beautiful when the three of them are together, and she mouths the word without voicing it. beautiful.
she traces up, letting her fingers come to rest on a patch of blackened skin, and after some thought she taps it gently- then draws back and wiggles her fingers, moving down through the air. run. clean., she mouths, before finally digging out her phone and switching to it. ]
you're like... a river?
and there's a lot of things people have thrown at it
but come on? it's a river?
once you let it flow there's no stopping it.
something as small as that COULDN'T stop it.
[ and then, with a fair bit of hesitation - because this isn't the neptune she watched run clean, the neptune that held jupiter and patiently let a dozen different hands run through her hair, but it's still unquestionably neptune - she adds: ]
it's beautiful.