[They are walking in the woods and their phone is dead.
Anyway at one point Camille pushes through a bit of low-hanging branches and finds herself stuck to something. Her sweater's caught. She twists, and then her hand sticks to something string-like. Silky. Sticky.]
karlach blinks, looking over - and then wanders close. there's a sort of easiness to her today, like she does not give a single fuck about any sort of danger around them.]
Yeah, sure. The fuck is that? [reaches to grab her wrist, pulling it away from the sticky stuff so she can examine... hm, maybe her claws can cut this.]
[WHAT LUCK it is exactly at this moment that from the corner of both their eyes there is movement? Many legged movement.
Camille gasps and begins to wrench, hard. Thankfully Karlach's claws do be sharp, she comes out with sticky strands hanging off her sleeve but at least she is free?
To grab her hand and YANK.]
Run.
[It may be alpha week but it is not asshole with a death wish week, Camille is going to book it.]
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WEEK 3: Monday
Anyway at one point Camille pushes through a bit of low-hanging branches and finds herself stuck to something. Her sweater's caught. She twists, and then her hand sticks to something string-like. Silky. Sticky.]
Karlach, can you give me a hand here?
[What the fuck is all of this.]
no subject
karlach blinks, looking over - and then wanders close. there's a sort of easiness to her today, like she does not give a single fuck about any sort of danger around them.]
Yeah, sure. The fuck is that? [reaches to grab her wrist, pulling it away from the sticky stuff so she can examine... hm, maybe her claws can cut this.]
no subject
[She pauses. Remembers a conversation she had with Hawke.
She looks to Karlach with sudden urgency. The pull on her wrist isn't enough.]
Cut me out right now.
no subject
the urgency kicks karlach in gear - she is going to work at cutting this web with her claw, tail flicking anxiously.]
Oh boy.
[this is really their luck]
Interrupts your gaelus execution with backtags
Camille gasps and begins to wrench, hard. Thankfully Karlach's claws do be sharp, she comes out with sticky strands hanging off her sleeve but at least she is free?
To grab her hand and YANK.]
Run.
[It may be alpha week but it is not asshole with a death wish week, Camille is going to book it.]