Fantasy Their Spirit Animals

[Quiet Is Violent]

(im off for the night)

 

[Daughter of Hades]

((Kk same here))


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[Scheani]

Skiz opens her eyes, stretching her arms above her head, having only dozed, being woken by a cold blast of wind against her frail human form. The movement of her stretching caused her to slip down the rock she was perched on, only to knock into the med. kit. Climbing over rocks, closer and closer to the river leading out of the water, she reached for the kit. Rocks shifted, blood drained from her face as she took the icy plunge into the frozen depths. Flailing her arms she then realized with regret, 'I don't know how to swim.'


(Yay, then we can spice it up in the morning.)

 

[Daughter of Hades]

((@Scheani sorry to leave you hanging but we're down for the night. I'll save you in the morning B)


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[Scheani]

Cold. Fear. Hope. Nothing coherent had passed through her mind as Skiz sank further into the raging current, the water had been too fast for it to freeze, leaving the waters icy, grip like death with talons. A sinking feeling in her gut told her she might not make it out of this, she might have just slid into her own shallow death.