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Michiru watched as they were strung together. Despite the height difference, she had trained with Pluto before and was more aware of what she could do...and what she couldn't. In one fluid motion, they struck forward and flipped easily landing side by side with grace not so typical of the Inners. Michiru glanced at Setsuna, the older woman looked at her and then away. The glance was brief, but it was a signal. While Pluto lashed out with a attack, Michiru ran the defense of the team...planning and calculation always on her mind.