Usually Lapis' bubbles are an offensive measure, snapping closed around heads and hands and legs, cutting off air and movement and will.
Today the bubble she's created is a looser one, cupped around both J and herself . . . and it's for travel.
Without a word, without hesitation, the bubble steers through the darkened water, advancing at a clip comparable (and perhaps enviable) to a speedboat. Inside the bubble, all remains calm, the air fresh and cool; outside, the inky water races past, invisible from above in the wash of the waves.
The forward motion halts only in front of Garnet's beach home, where the water surges and washes them both to shore. The night is dark, with only a sliver of moon; they're invisible as the water surges with a soft susurrus of sound, depositing them both neatly on the sand without so much as a drop left behind.
In spite of it, Lapis is wary even now. The house lies directly ahead, but the defenses remain unknown. It's the primary reason that she chose both the night and the water for an approach: Both should increase their chances of not being seen in the face of uncertainty. Who knows what lurks in the brush or on the roads around this place?
A flicker of a glance towards J. That's one thing he can manage that she can't: If there's someone there, he'll know it.
D!
Today the bubble she's created is a looser one, cupped around both J and herself . . . and it's for travel.
Without a word, without hesitation, the bubble steers through the darkened water, advancing at a clip comparable (and perhaps enviable) to a speedboat. Inside the bubble, all remains calm, the air fresh and cool; outside, the inky water races past, invisible from above in the wash of the waves.
The forward motion halts only in front of Garnet's beach home, where the water surges and washes them both to shore. The night is dark, with only a sliver of moon; they're invisible as the water surges with a soft susurrus of sound, depositing them both neatly on the sand without so much as a drop left behind.
In spite of it, Lapis is wary even now. The house lies directly ahead, but the defenses remain unknown. It's the primary reason that she chose both the night and the water for an approach: Both should increase their chances of not being seen in the face of uncertainty. Who knows what lurks in the brush or on the roads around this place?
A flicker of a glance towards J. That's one thing he can manage that she can't: If there's someone there, he'll know it.
And if he knows it, she can deal with it.