Right, might as well get it redone. She has no idea how much time has passed, but no use pushing it.
When the Sentinel resurfaces, a reflexive gasp escapes. Even if she doesn't need the oxygen that badly, her brain sure thinks she does! "W-Well, that's the cannons down, er, up, at least!" Nephenee says, before shaking her head to try to force the hair from her face - she looks a little like a excited, drenched border collie.
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Date: 2024-09-28 10:56 pm (UTC)When the Sentinel resurfaces, a reflexive gasp escapes. Even if she doesn't need the oxygen that badly, her brain sure thinks she does! "W-Well, that's the cannons down, er, up, at least!" Nephenee says, before shaking her head to try to force the hair from her face - she looks a little like a excited, drenched border collie.