[ CT had thought she was done with earthquakes. At least for awhile. Bad enough that the island she'd woken up on had been in the middle of shaking itself apart, had been under the sea entirely not hours after her arrival.
Now it's happening again. And maybe it's that very memory that's inspiring the earthquakes here - though given that dreams can apparently be shared here (and does that make them real, or not? Does it matter?) maybe not.
In any event, there's someone else here, and though it's not Wash this time, she obviously still needs help. CT wrests her own armored leg free from a vine seeking purchase and dashes forward, pulling her knife out of its sheath as she does. ]
Move! [ She's already focused on the vine wrapping itself around the girl's ankle, just waiting for her to move her hands out of the way. ]
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Now it's happening again. And maybe it's that very memory that's inspiring the earthquakes here - though given that dreams can apparently be shared here (and does that make them real, or not? Does it matter?) maybe not.
In any event, there's someone else here, and though it's not Wash this time, she obviously still needs help. CT wrests her own armored leg free from a vine seeking purchase and dashes forward, pulling her knife out of its sheath as she does. ]
Move! [ She's already focused on the vine wrapping itself around the girl's ankle, just waiting for her to move her hands out of the way. ]