the harlot pulled herself from the waters once more.
their treacherous depths had dragged her down; it was by the watchful eye of the loa that she had been able to reemerge. "ou pa yon sirèn," the obsidian coughed weakly to herself in a scold.
she had gone blind beneath the water —
and overwhelmed, erzulie had begun to gasp, and her knowledge of currents burst under the weight of her panic.
shaking, she spat out the last of the seawater and began to shakily groom the ocean from her pelt, blinking rapidly as her eyesight was restored from the same. 
and shocked, she went to seek polar @Aningan, searching for @Solaire and @Arcelia as well — some sense of mortality rapidly ripening at the back of her skull. to see their faces would be an assurance.