Date: 2019-12-03 09:48 pm (UTC)
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Maybe it had been the heat of the moment, both invested in the fight even if it was just sparring...

No sooner was the half-curse out of his mouth, then Trunks kicked off the ground himself. Flying up--fast--to come from underneath and catch her. Not that Morag was any kind of damsel in distress, it was just easier to catch her that way. One arm around her back and shoulders, the other under her knees, and still with startled green-eyes.

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