Cosette mutters a nearly silent prayer of thanks to whichever deity might happen to be listening when they finally reach the shore. She also realizes, through the haze in her mind, that she hasn't told either Joel or Spencer about her siren nature, a fact that is too late to remedy considering the state she is currently in.
"I'm doing my best," she says, wincing when she finally manages to feel sand beneath her desperate hands. She manages to crawl out of the water with Spencer before collapsing in a heap of pain and blood. Once she stops moving, she lacks the energy even to lift her head and check her injuries. All she knows is that it's bad.
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Date: 2014-05-24 11:11 pm (UTC)"I'm doing my best," she says, wincing when she finally manages to feel sand beneath her desperate hands. She manages to crawl out of the water with Spencer before collapsing in a heap of pain and blood. Once she stops moving, she lacks the energy even to lift her head and check her injuries. All she knows is that it's bad.