closed starters || Part 2

[makemeasong]

WHO: Clara Oswald + some closed starters
WHEN: Part two of the arc!
WHERE: frozen forests, the caravan, probably other places eventually.
WHAT: gathering the maiden veil, looking tough, and other misc. things.
WARNINGS: Will update as needed, but so far none needed.

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[chosenbylight]

[Anduin accepts her bundle of clothes with a nod of acceptance, offering her a smile of his own. He's from a world where modesty is... Something less of a thing than it is here, so while he isn't looking, it doesn't really matter to him whether she's down to her underthings or not.

Again, she should see what some of the adventurers believe counts for armor in Azeroth sometime...]

Good luck.

[He sits back and watches her dive into the water, bundling her things into the front of his coat for extra warmth and watching for any signs of trouble. The water is... Not all that clear, but becomes even less so as she starts tugging up the plant.

Anduin murmurs a prayer to the Light, just in case that will aid their cause.]

[makemeasong]

[ Clara can only swim up, trying to move as quickly as she can with the little breath she has left. She thinks but can't tell for sure, the sky may be above her, visible in the murkiness.

And then she sees a flash, a woman's face so close to Clara's that it makes her startle and inhale, water going straight down her throat. It burns and everything feels like fire; whoever said drowning was like going to sleep is wrong, so wrong.

Just as the hand with the flower breaks the surface, Clara's vision goes dark. Her last thought just before, is that the Doctor will be angry if she dies here. ]

[chosenbylight]

[Anduin isn't certain when he starts to feel as though something is wrong. Likely when he spots the burst of bubbles in the general vicinity he'd expect for Clara to be.

Rushing to the edge of the water, he scans hastily for any sign of her. The water is so murky, he's about to dive in after her just to...

When there! Her hand bursts from the water, maiden's veil clutched in her fingers. It's all he needs. Calling forth the Light, Anduin uses it to pluck her from the water, floating her safely over to the riverbank near him.]

Clara! [He drops to his knees by her side, making certain the flower is safely away from the river as well as he tears a glove off, readying himself for any sort of healing he might have to do.]

[makemeasong]

[ Cold air hits her face just enough that with the minuscule amount of space left in her lungs, she inhales and beings coughing, rolling onto her side as water expells from her. Her throat feels like it went over a box grater.

Flopping onto her back, she doesn't feel the cold of the ground, her body too numb. Yet her first words having nothing to do with the cold, or even the flower, choked out in between coughs and chattering teeth. ]

Did you see her? The woman, she was right beside me.