And Shepard, because she is Shepard, just laughs She laughs and keeps laughing and then bends down and launches herself into the void after her, still cackling. The change in sound is immediate, like stepping into a gymnasium, the air opens up and echoes all around and her volume is anything but helpful. More controlled, kick-off more purposeful, Shepard sails past Asuka and beats her to the far wall--floor?
The way Shepard is oriented, maybe the door is the floor.
"Okay, stop trying to swim, you look like an idiot," Bold first words, but time-honored and true. They're the first ones she herself heard during her own time with these lessons, "Asuka! Asuka get a grip! Take my hand."
Anchored with one hand clasped onto one of the many ridges lining the training room, she holds the other in Asuka's direction, invitingly. Well, it'd be more inviting if she weren't still grinning like a loon, but still.
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The way Shepard is oriented, maybe the door is the floor.
"Okay, stop trying to swim, you look like an idiot," Bold first words, but time-honored and true. They're the first ones she herself heard during her own time with these lessons, "Asuka! Asuka get a grip! Take my hand."
Anchored with one hand clasped onto one of the many ridges lining the training room, she holds the other in Asuka's direction, invitingly. Well, it'd be more inviting if she weren't still grinning like a loon, but still.