[log] Event: Howl [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

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[whatjupitercouldnt]

[Shit, that wasn't going to make things easy. Not impossible though. Just meant there was one more thing to take into account.

Besides, they still stood that much more a chance together than apart.]

Well, I guess we'll have have to find out.

[She isn't going to just reach down and grab Steph, but she'll half-crouch and hold a hand out for her to find whenever she's ready.]</small. Anything I shouldn't do in particular?

[spoileralert]

[ Steph can't see the hand, but she can see the closeness of the dot of light, which she assumes represents Phi's center of gravity. ]

I think... maybe if I turn over, and you support my bad side? [ She frowns, thinking hard. She needs to lift her good, left leg without putting weight on her right. Will this work? ]

[whatjupitercouldnt]

[It seems like as sound a plan as any. No point wasting time here.]

Which side do you need me on?

[spoileralert]

My right.

[ She waves in the direction of the splints, made from broken chair legs and tied with cloth strips. Her pants aren't really designed to have things under them, and neither are her mid-calf boots.

Then she rolls over, feeling the floor carefully to make sure she doesn't fall off a ledge or something. ]