The Girl in the Tomb

[sugarlips]

[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!!?]

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[bonebutchblues]

[ they both briefly go under again as Gideon is completely incapable of supporting this nonsense ]

Hug later! Swim now!

[sugarlips]

[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.]

[bonebutchblues]

[ at the nod, Gideon grabs her hand and dives ]

[sugarlips]

[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.]

[bonebutchblues]

[ down they go, down and down where it is darker and colder. Down down until Harrow can't tell if the darkness is due to the depth or encroaching unconsciousness.

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. ]

[sugarlips]

[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....

[bonebutchblues]

[ not so far from her, someone is groaning the word "balls" over and over with escalating insistence ]

Balls balls balls balls balls balls balls balls balls!!

[sugarlips]

[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.

[bonebutchblues]

[ hold on, still booting up ]


Nggggggghhhhhot if I kill you first, bitch!

[sugarlips]

[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.

[bonebutchblues]

[ It is at this point that Palamedes threatens to strap them both down. ]

She started it.

[ "and gag them" offers Camilla. ]

[sugarlips]

[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…

[bonebutchblues]

[ But where is Sextus? ]

Eat shit, Nonagesimus.

[sugarlips]

[Groans.]

[bonebutchblues]

[ they are once again threatened if they don’t shut up and lay still while Camilla(?) checks both their vitals. ]

[sugarlips]

[Harrow coughs pathetically but otherwise is obedient. For now. She does subtly lift a middle finger in Gideon's direction, but she feels a hand slap it back down and doesn't move after that.]

[bonebutchblues]

[ The diagnosis is that Harrow needs fluids and Gideon needs a working brain and they are both ordered to stay still and rest while Camilla fetches a couple of IVs. But before leaving the room, she gives Harrow’s cot a good shove, putting it in arms reach of Gideon’s.

once she's out of the room, though, Gideon is gasping in pain again ]

[sugarlips]

[Harrow makes a sound like gurk when the cot is shoved. After taking a second to recover from the PINS OF PAIN ALL OVER HER PERSON she creeps her hand to the side to reach for Gideon. Rolling feels impossible, but if she walks her hand sideways eventually...]

[bonebutchblues]

[ Yeah. Yes. As soon as she sees the movement in her peripheral vision, Gideon’s shaking hand is moving out to meet hers. ]

[sugarlips]

[After an awkward hand-bumping moment, Harrow flips hers around and manages to lace their fingers together.]

You stupid idiot bitch.

[She squeezes that hand.]

Thank you.

[bonebutchblues]

Look who’s… talking.

[ Squeezes her hand. ]

Hahaha. Saved your dumb ass.

[sugarlips]

[Sigh.]

Yeah... yeah you did.

[Does she sound... impressed?]

[bonebutchblues]

And no one even got a little possessed. Probably.

[sugarlips]

[Quiet snort.]

Probably. Undetermined as of yet.

[bonebutchblues]

If you were taken over by a horrible abomination, how would I tell?