[ Clara takes a deep breath, inhaling the chill into her lungs before letting it out slowly. ]
As long as I seem alright, hold my clothes as close to your body as you can. Keep them warm. I can hold my breath for about a minute but that's pushing it, and in the cold, it might be shorter.
[ She's saying all of these things out loud as she undresses, more to make herself aware of everything that could go wrong. She was in the Arctic on a submarine; granted, she wasn't in the water long, but she did get wet. She can do this.
Unshy, she looks up at Anduin with a lopsided smile. ]
Wish me luck.
[ There's an internal debate for two seconds, wade in, or dive? But she's afraid if she wades in, she won't make it as far before going numb. So, in she dives, the ice non-existent away from the shore. The cold is searing, almost hot as the shock hits her skin. Down she swims, hair floating behind her, eyes fixed on her prize. Just as her lungs start to burn, she reaches the flower and tries to tuck it out of the ground. The stem is in deep, and as she pulls, she stirs the mud around the roots which clouds the water, obstructing her progress from view. ]
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As long as I seem alright, hold my clothes as close to your body as you can. Keep them warm. I can hold my breath for about a minute but that's pushing it, and in the cold, it might be shorter.
[ She's saying all of these things out loud as she undresses, more to make herself aware of everything that could go wrong. She was in the Arctic on a submarine; granted, she wasn't in the water long, but she did get wet. She can do this.
Unshy, she looks up at Anduin with a lopsided smile. ]
Wish me luck.
[ There's an internal debate for two seconds, wade in, or dive? But she's afraid if she wades in, she won't make it as far before going numb. So, in she dives, the ice non-existent away from the shore. The cold is searing, almost hot as the shock hits her skin. Down she swims, hair floating behind her, eyes fixed on her prize. Just as her lungs start to burn, she reaches the flower and tries to tuck it out of the ground. The stem is in deep, and as she pulls, she stirs the mud around the roots which clouds the water, obstructing her progress from view. ]