[ jyn makes a face at him, sticking her tongue out like a 22 year old adult woman, and steps further into the water. it doesn't take long for her to become comfortable in the water, sweeping her sweater off to fling back at the shore. she should have probably left her shorts on shore too but it's too late for that now because she doesn't seem like she wants to leave the water.
it drifts over her knees, creeping up her thighs and getting those shorts wet before she turns. the glow in her chest -- not as bright with the sun beating down on them from overhead -- gives away her intent before she even moves, but a moment later she's hauling water over her head like a cresting wave, directing it all toward cassian.
her jets are usually more precise, more pressurized, but the sheer amount of water she'd pushed toward him was so heavy, it hits more like a particularly strong wave than a jet. she's soaked in the aftermath of it, one hand still outstretched to keep cassian upright with a thin wall of water behind him until he finds his own sea legs again, dissolving in a peal of delighted laughter as salt water drips down her cheeks. ]
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it drifts over her knees, creeping up her thighs and getting those shorts wet before she turns. the glow in her chest -- not as bright with the sun beating down on them from overhead -- gives away her intent before she even moves, but a moment later she's hauling water over her head like a cresting wave, directing it all toward cassian.
her jets are usually more precise, more pressurized, but the sheer amount of water she'd pushed toward him was so heavy, it hits more like a particularly strong wave than a jet. she's soaked in the aftermath of it, one hand still outstretched to keep cassian upright with a thin wall of water behind him until he finds his own sea legs again, dissolving in a peal of delighted laughter as salt water drips down her cheeks. ]
Oh this water is just fine.