[Her eyes open at the disturbance on the surface - no squinting against the water at all, though her nose wrinkles a little at the burn of the chemicals. Terrible, truly terrible! The oceanids would wipe this place off the map if they knew how soured the water here was-
Ah, but he slaps the water again, and Furina huffs; with a swift kick of her legs, without even having to push off the bottom of the pool, she follows the stream of bubbles back up to the surface.]
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Ah, but he slaps the water again, and Furina huffs; with a swift kick of her legs, without even having to push off the bottom of the pool, she follows the stream of bubbles back up to the surface.]
Just what are you doing?