♥ [Action/Quad/Open] my depth perception must be off again

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(ooc: I meant to post this ages ago and for one reason or another just haven't gotten around to it yet. This is backdated forever and ever and ever ago to after this post)

[Rinoa sits curled around Angelo in a shady, tree filled corner of the Quad, her face buried in the dog's furry ruff as she just sits and well pouts? Mopes? Sulks? Cries? There were any number of words that could be used to describe her current behavior and most of them fit. However, if someone were to look for it they'd see the tell-tale sign of tear tracks on the cadets face as well as the dampened portions of Angelo's fur but thankfully not enough to trigger much of a damp dog scent.

Her face still buried against the dog her voice was muffled as she voiced her complaint, thinking that only Angelo could hear her.]

Why's he such a jerk?

[Maybe she had taken some things for granted and just assumed they were true, but he didn't have to be so cold about it. It was becoming painfully clear that what meant the world to her was more or less nothing to him. The more she thought about it the more it hurt and the more upset she became. ]

[Anyone's more than welcome to stop by and bother girl and dog new and old CR alike.]

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Mitsuru 008 // Swimming, contacts, and Executions [Week 6, SWM, MWF, 1500-1600]

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[The world opens back up to something beyond the water and her arms when Mitsuru reaches the side of the pool. Once she has her arms on the pool ledge, Mitsuru also gets the chance to realize that this class isn't quite going in the direction she would prefer. She's breathing a lot harder then she'd like to admit and...Frankly it chafes a little to know that her performance was not optimal.

There's several people out of the pool and already toweling off by the time her heart slows down, and she's able to pull herself out of the water without looking or feeling like something that almost drowned. She's still dripping wet, though, and-

...And she can't help but notice that one of her classmates has also dried off abnormally quickly. How does one even do that, when her hair is that long? Mitsuru keeps watching her carefully, as she tries to figure out the answer to that.]

((OOC: Forward dated, with permission!))