The Girl in the Tomb
[It feels as if she's only closed her eyes for a moment, but some part of her knows that isn't true. More time than that has passed. How much time, she couldn't say. She isn't even rightly aware of what the fuck is happening, at first. She just realizes that she's aware again, after a period of time of not being aware.
Then she realizes that her mouth is warmer than the rest of her. Because there is another mouth on her mouth. Her eyes snap open.
A shock of red hair and scrunched up eyes greets her and shocks her into a very undignified mmmph!!?]
Then she realizes that her mouth is warmer than the rest of her. Because there is another mouth on her mouth. Her eyes snap open.
A shock of red hair and scrunched up eyes greets her and shocks her into a very undignified mmmph!!?]

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[ grabs her by the arm to haul her out of the coffin ]
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I am not! Going to let you! Sacrifice yourself! For me! Again!
[She thrashes like a wet cat, trying to squirm away at the same time she tries to summon up a skeleton to grab Gideon in return. The sudden movement to standing has her head spinning and the edges of her vision going white, though.]
Ugh...
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[Her ears ring and her head swims and Harrow's construct falls away to calcium dust. She's hauled over Gideon's shoulder and only barely has enough energy to beat her fists uselessly against the cavalier's back as she's carried away like a pointy sack of potatoes.]
Fuck... you....
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[ slogs into the freezing water, the scratching is getting RAPIDLY LOUDER ]
Deep breath, boneybuns.
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GIDEON NAV-
[She's definitely going to swallow water.]
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[Gurgles and flails! Knees Gideon in the chest! Bites her ear!!!]
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Oh my god! Stop! Stop it you fucking lunatic! We are getting the fuck out of here, we are getting out of here now so please fucking don't kill us both maybe!?
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[She coughs out water and greasepaint, giving up her flailing to instead cling onto Gideon like her life depends on it (it kind of does).]
You... you're coming with me? No stupid leave-Gideon-Behind self-sacrificing heroics this time?
[She looks pathetic, wide-eyed, paint-melty, her voice desperate and high.]
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Yes! Fuck! Maybe if you calm down, Sextus can even get us in the right bodies! Now will you please! Hold! Your god damn soul breath!
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[She goes limp at the "yes", falling against Gideon with a soul-deep relief. A smile even flickers onto her face at the mention of Palamedes.]
Okay.
[Her fists re-bunch around Gideon's clothes and she lets her face fall against her shoulder.]
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Hug later! Swim now!
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[Shut up and embrace the ritual drowning, Nav.
Harrow considers arguing that she's not hugging but decides against it. She just stops being deadweight and nods.]
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[She squeezes that hand, inhales, and follows. She feels weak and ungainly but whenever she can’t manage the swimming, Gideon drags her along. Something poetic, there, probably.]
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Then, suddenly, there is a light above her, and something hard at her back. Pins and needles explode across her every limb and digit. Welcome home, honey. ]
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[She starts to wonder if Gideon even knows where the fuck she's going when suddenly she sees the light. She gives one last determined push toward it...
And wakes up in her body. Unpleasantly. She gasps and shakes, feeling cold and hot and numb at once.]
Eugh....
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Balls balls balls balls balls balls balls balls balls!!
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[For a long moment she just breathes heavily, trying not to implode.]
Gideon Nav when I can move again I am going to kill you.
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Nggggggghhhhhot if I kill you first, bitch!
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[Is there something near her hand she can grab? yes? ok, throwing that at Gideon. Or in the vague direction of Gideon's voice.]
Ffffffuck you.
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She started it.
[ "and gag them" offers Camilla. ]
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[It is at this point that Harrow realizes who else is there.]
Sextus!
[She sits up way too fast and her stomach does a full cartwheel.]
Oh God,
[Lays!!!! Back down!!!!]
Thank you… Camilla…
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Eat shit, Nonagesimus.
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