Oct 20, 2019 4:38 PM
Emma and Ivan in Chronicle
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Emmalina scrambles to the ground. Her skirts catch on something, she thinks the hem is torn, but she's already torn it in at least three places walking through the caves; one more rip is hardly a concern compared to giant cave spider. She gulps down a whimper and scrunches herself against the wall as much as she can, doing her best to avoid cutting her hands on the rocks on the floor as she moves.

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Jann keeps his sword high. There's a noise that sounds like he might have gotten a leg; more fang-on-armor sounds. Emmalina gets stepped on by a spider foot, but not bitten.

When the light comes up again Jann has his sword thrust through the center mass of the spider; it's twitching, but not getting anywhere.

"Are you all right?"
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Emmalina gets to her feet somewhat dazedly. She dusts herself off- yep, that's another tear in her dress hem, a far off back corner of her brain notes- and then shuffles back over to Jann. And then semi-collapses on him in a hug.

"Thank you thank you thank you," she says in a rush. Dignity ceased to matter somewhere around the time the cave spider's foot landed on her forearm. "That was- Thank you that was terrifying."
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Jann... lets go of his sword, since it can probably prevent the spider from being dangerous all by itself, and hugs her back. "Hey, it's okay. I can handle a spider."

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That earns him a weak giggle. "You can. I get to be shaky for a bit." She shivers. "I'm glad you're good at this."

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Pat pat. "Do you want, like, a knife, I have a knife."

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"...are you likely to need it? I mean. I appreciate the thought, it's very sweet of you. But between me being slightly nervous and you missing a knife...? Second one's worse."

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"If I lose my sword." The sword is still sticking out of the spider, which is no longer twitching. "Or if something goes after us in close quarters. But not usually."

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"That's-" Emmalina looks at the dead spider, swallows, and looks away. "Yes. Please."

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He hands her a little sheathed dagger.

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Stepping away from Jann, she takes the weapon with a small smile and a quiet "Thank you." She's somewhat awkward with it, but eventually figures out a way to wear the sheath without it digging into her side. Then she looks at the sword, the spider, and at Jann, before taking a deep breath and asking, "So. I suppose- now we continue?"

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"Yep."

He plants his foot on the spider's face and tugs out his sword. It comes out clean and shiny, presumably for magic reasons. Back at his waist it goes. "Which way?"
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Emmalina points resignedly towards one of the tunnels. Suspiciously large spiderwebs are visible hanging from one of the walls. "I don't know if there will be more," she admits unhappily. "They always avoided Morath."

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"I'd avoid Morath too, if I was a highly flammable spider. Maybe they'll have the sense to avoid me too. If they don't, I'll stab them, don't worry."

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Chatting, now there's a good distraction. "You're a highly flammable knight and you didn't actually avoid Morath," Emmalina points out, amused. "Or I suppose you did by accident, but it wasn't the plan."

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"I'm not that flammable. I'm only modestly flammable."

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"I suppose," Emmalina starts, then blushes and looks down. "I shouldn't tease- you rescued me. I'm sorry."

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"Hey, it's all right. I'm not offended. And you don't have to walk on eggshells around me because I happened to not actually fight a dragon on your behalf, really."

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"Well. You seemed to want to, and I was the one to suggest we skip it."

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"One of these days I'll rescue somebody from a dragon and have to actually fight the dragon over it."

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"Am I just the latest in a string of dragon rescues, then?" Emmalina asked with a faint smile.

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"Did I not tell you about the time m'cousin got carried off? He got carried off. Apparently he smells like a princess to things, we're not sure why. I had to go fetch him because it would've been the height of awkwardness if somebody else had done."

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...that is absolutely not what Emmalina was expecting. She wants to respond but she can't help herself. She starts laughing helplessly. "He. He smells like a princess? That's- what?!"

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"He does! He smells like a princess and the dragon was old and blind and deaf! This wasn't even the first time, a giant got confused too, but Milo was able to talk his way out of that one."

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"Your lives sound wonderfully absurd," Emmalina tells him rather wistfully.

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