005 // QUISTIS [action, open]

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Deciding to switch up her morning workout routine a bit, Quistis chose to start the day off with a swim in the pool. Adhering to the school dress code for female bathing attire, Quistis enters the pool area donned in a simple one-piece suit, her blond hair braided into a french plait with a towel slung over her shoulder. Her blue eyes scan the waters, and though she notices a figure gliding beneath the water, she pays no attention otherwise.

Tossing her towel aside on an empty bench, Quistis slowly eases herself into the shallow end of the pool, a small shiver running through her spine upon the contact with the cool liquid. Once her feet touch the bottom of the pool, she blond takes a deep breath before submerging herself, arms slowly moving into the familiar strokes of the free-style.]

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[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[Squall's already pulling himself out of the water, which could have only meant one thing. He'd beaten her. He pulls himself up onto the edge of the pool and out entirely, pushing his hair back as he turns to look down at her.]

Not bad.

[whiplashings.livejournal.com]

[Quistis tries not to look too agitated by the fact that Squall had actually beaten her-- especially considering how he didn't really care for the race in the beginning. She remains in the water as Squall pulls himself up, and with a quick glance upwards she gives a small nod, though she's not really smiling and her shoulders are slightly tense.]

Good race.

[renzokukens.livejournal.com]

[He towel-dries his hair, turning towards her once he pulls it away to rest on his shoulders.]

Good race.