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With a yawn that's powerful enough to move mountains, and after a series of sharp stretches to soothe her sore back, Gabrielle perks up enough to follow Sarai's lead. "Funny of her to leave when she's been so serious about tailing us. And have you noticed the weird way she's always watching...

They come to unmolested, and as intact as they were before falling asleep. Fortunately, being so well acquainted with the forest lets Sarai get an uninterrupted night of sleep, feeling only a bit stiff in the morning. Gabrielle, however, is red-eyed and restless, already wide awake by the time...

Gabrielle settles in with a terrific yawn, wrapping her arm around the front of Sarai's waist in standard big spoon fashion, and tucking her soft body to fit against the crooks of Sarai's own. It's not the most comfortable thing, sleeping on a forest floor, which seems to strike Gabrielle in a...

As the sun finally sets on Sarai's hellish day, there's a new nip of cold to the air. It's not devastating, but certainly cooler than it was, and enough to make someone shiver through the night if they went without any source of warmth. Meanwhile, between gathering berries, Evelyn has taken the...

"If there's no reason to hurt you, I won't hurt you. But I can swear we won't expose you to them. That would just be evil." Gabrielle says, her skepticism gradually melting away. Evelyn smiles deeply, green eyes aglow, and with already-pink cheeks a bit more deeply flushed than usual. She...

Gabrielle plants herself by Sarai's side and weaves their fingers together, as if assessing the woman with her. The woman keeps a calm expression, although she seems a bit taut in response to the suspicions and suggestions. "Evelyn is my name," she says, crossing her arms across her sizable...

Gabrielle follows, keeping a watchful eye on their new addition with the odd skeptical glance. The newcomer is the last in their train down the tree, and she makes her way with bold, albeit fumbling movements until they all three are safe on the ground. The tracks of the search party bear...

Gabrielle returns the affection, wrapping an arm around Sarai's waist and squeezing her hand tighter than ever. Her heart seems ready to thud out of her chest, she notices, but Gabrielle manages at least to steady her breathing by pressing her face into the warm crease of Sarai's neck. The new...

"Thank you. I know they won't. That's why I'd like to offer my help in return. But silence, first." Without fear, the new woman plunges daringly down to their branch. The leaves bristle, and the branch quivers beneath her sudden weight before settling stiff again. Without the woman's...

The treetops bend to her purpose. Surrounding leaves and branches shift their position to begin encasing them in a natural disguise. However, before they're safely hidden, the process stops short. Sarai can feel a tension in her magic... a conflict. As if she were just grabbed by the wrist...

Sarai can feel an agreeable hum in her magical senses, as if the forest is making haste to accept them. Gabrielle takes her spear and quickly makes for the nearest sturdy tree. It's a good choice of one, with a thick base, healthy branches, and plentiful nubs for footholds, enough so that Sarai...

"He did help us. Oh, God. I hope things turn out alright for him." Gabrielle says, still a bit bewildered. "But I'm with you now. After all that, I really trust you, you know. You're my best shot at making it out of this." As Sarai leads the charge to the woods, Gabrielle keeps up well with her...

As they're just beginning to disappear underground, the breath is suddenly robbed from Sarai's body as a strong hand grips her by the neck. The slight prickle of claws is all she needs to know that it's Dia trying to hold her back. However, the development only lasts a terrifying moment before a...

Gabrielle nods subtly in understanding. Her eyes are no less wide at the prospect of meeting the coming crowd head on, but she sees the logic in Sarai's plan. The next time Angus walks past, Dia whistles at him to approach. He does, and they exchange some words out of earshot before he comes...

They're brought out on the deck to simply stand at the railing, Dia leaned up against it to keep a watchful eye on them both. The ship is bustling with activity now, sailors of all species climb rigging, swab the deck, and do everything in their power to make the place ship-shape. The bastard of...

Dia assesses them both, her lip curled curtly. Without warning, she takes the towel back, bends Sarai halfway over, and roughly buffs her head of hair as if it weren't dry enough. Then, she combs her fingers briskly through, freshing up the part. It's strange certainly, as a show of dominance...

Her apprehension certainly begins to clear with Sarai's kindness. She allows her to help her out of her clothes, and she briefly squeezes her hand again in gratitude before pulling it back. The water is excruciatingly cold, which she realizes with a whimper. Sarai's helping hands make the...

The woman musters a smile for Sarai, keeping the grip tight and giving her a look of utter faith. That is, until Dia none-too-gently wrenches them apart by their respective shoulders and shoves them towards the door. "Come on. Showers are never empty for long." She huffs, fishing out her key to...

The woman is awestruck by Sarai's tranquility. She's too loaded with emotion to say anything more, but there is a faint blush now in her cheeks that wasn't there just earlier. She's pacified for the moment, and seems as thankful as Sarai is to have an ally. It isn't much longer before a knock...

"I don't..." the woman starts, before quickly trailing off into silence. When she whips her head to look at Sarai, she can see a smattering of subtle freckles on either dark cheek. Great reservoirs of tears fill her eyes, threatening to spill free, but as Sarai's words truly hit her, she swears...