[ for a moment, pluto's smile falters. she should have expected this, somehow - and yet, she didn't. why is that? the woman's heart is a constant, reaching out to her, talking to her, and yet she still manages to surprise her.
what a marvelous, wonderful human being. pluto can't help but smile once again, even as she heaves a deep sigh. ]
It's not like Earth's ace to go down without a fight. Especially when her opponent's already surrendered. [ does she sound a little pouty? she might sound a little pouty. ] Is it really that different moonside, Luna-T? Even for you?
[ she knows already, of course. luna-terra is a beacon, her story and feelings and narrative pouring out into the space around her, and even if she can't see or force it pluto wants nothing more than to pick out each of the pieces and gather them together, see the form luna-terra could take if she only understood. but she wants to hear luna-terra say it, too, because sometimes it's just as important that she understands it. ]
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what a marvelous, wonderful human being. pluto can't help but smile once again, even as she heaves a deep sigh. ]
It's not like Earth's ace to go down without a fight. Especially when her opponent's already surrendered. [ does she sound a little pouty? she might sound a little pouty. ] Is it really that different moonside, Luna-T? Even for you?
[ she knows already, of course. luna-terra is a beacon, her story and feelings and narrative pouring out into the space around her, and even if she can't see or force it pluto wants nothing more than to pick out each of the pieces and gather them together, see the form luna-terra could take if she only understood. but she wants to hear luna-terra say it, too, because sometimes it's just as important that she understands it. ]