[It feels harder to flip the pages than she wants it to, the stiffness in her fingers being acknowledged and then immediately ignored. It's fine. It's fine, she's been through worse than this, she just needs to keep looking. It'll pan out. It has to.]
By the sound of it, killed most of the people in that, uh... the sunken island where we went as fish. That whole place. Pretty sure it started there.
[Finally she relents to the stiffness in her hands and brings them up to crack her knuckles, trying to free some of the tension, but instead of the snap of air in bone it sounds more like the break of twigs underfoot in the forest. Beau hisses a small, sharp noise of pain, looking down at the knuckles in her right hand. Right in the middle, it seems the skin has split open like a cut... and what seems to be a splinter is sticking out, where bone would be if her finger was split off. Beau stares at it, trying to figure out where that could even be, and swallows as hard as she can-- not hard enough, she notes too quickly. Not hard enough.]
cw: body horror, which like, we knew, but. yeah
By the sound of it, killed most of the people in that, uh... the sunken island where we went as fish. That whole place. Pretty sure it started there.
[Finally she relents to the stiffness in her hands and brings them up to crack her knuckles, trying to free some of the tension, but instead of the snap of air in bone it sounds more like the break of twigs underfoot in the forest. Beau hisses a small, sharp noise of pain, looking down at the knuckles in her right hand. Right in the middle, it seems the skin has split open like a cut... and what seems to be a splinter is sticking out, where bone would be if her finger was split off. Beau stares at it, trying to figure out where that could even be, and swallows as hard as she can-- not hard enough, she notes too quickly. Not hard enough.]
Uhhh. Shit.