( Drenched within a thread of himself, wet of his hair weed-like and drawn over the pallor of his bloodless face, over his silks — he feels heavy, lacking in the space to manoeuvre, encumbered by McCoy who orbits too close within his proximity.
He can hardly kick — but squirms, swats, offloads another set of hands, then patiently steers Bichen to kindly excuse the toothless, rotting dark stump of a half-dead-head that's risen too close to McCoy of its nose.
As for the rest, between slow kicks and paddling: )
The plan is to survive.
( ...do you require further lessoning, McCoy?
Somehow, despite the... slight inconvenience of Lan Wangji's dramatic encounter, they've hardly summoned a swarm of every dead thing within the waters, signalling, certainly — ...that they can try once more. But between dark skies, dark waters and dark, rotten wood, this is not Lan Wangji's greatest trouble. )
We must not lose sight of ground. ( Too easy, here and now, to lose direction and swim deeper into the ocean. )
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( Drenched within a thread of himself, wet of his hair weed-like and drawn over the pallor of his bloodless face, over his silks — he feels heavy, lacking in the space to manoeuvre, encumbered by McCoy who orbits too close within his proximity.
He can hardly kick — but squirms, swats, offloads another set of hands, then patiently steers Bichen to kindly excuse the toothless, rotting dark stump of a half-dead-head that's risen too close to McCoy of its nose.
As for the rest, between slow kicks and paddling: )
The plan is to survive.
( ...do you require further lessoning, McCoy?
Somehow, despite the... slight inconvenience of Lan Wangji's dramatic encounter, they've hardly summoned a swarm of every dead thing within the waters, signalling, certainly — ...that they can try once more. But between dark skies, dark waters and dark, rotten wood, this is not Lan Wangji's greatest trouble. )
We must not lose sight of ground. ( Too easy, here and now, to lose direction and swim deeper into the ocean. )