[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

Comments

[rattlingthestars]

I'd have to stand still.

[ He braces her and stands as smoothly as he can. ]

You know, to make it fair. You good?

[spoileralert]

[ She lets out a strained groan of pain as her bad leg shifts and twists. She holds tight, though, and is on her good foot in no time. ]

I'm good. We've gotta get out of here.

[rattlingthestars]

Right. Quick as we can.

[ That's still very slowly, judging by the way Jim's moving. He's not going to risk making her leg worse when any delay in healing could be deadly. ]

See anything yet?

[spoileralert]

A few people a little ways off, I think. There's a monster, but it's upside down. I'm not sure how to get to it.

[rattlingthestars]

We need to try.

[ That comes out more forcefully than Jim thought it would, but he's sure of it down to his boots. ]

I think... whatever we're doing, I think it's helping.

[spoileralert]

[ She blinks at the outburst. ]

Yeah. I mean, I'm not sure why. But it does seem like the right thing to do.