[A; Let it Snow (closed to Cassandra, cw for near-drowning)]
[Rapunzel hadn't minded the portals. Not at first. They were mildly inconvenient when you were trying to go about your day cleaning or exploring, but the Christmas Village had so much charm that it was hard for her to be annoyed. So even with the snow coming down hard and the blast of cold wind biting at her cheeks as she opens the pantry door in her home, Rapunzel doesn't gripe or groan - after all, she's been teleported to the village so much this past week that she knows the way back "home" easily enough now! Just a step through the door and then-
And then everything flips and turns, and that biting at her cheeks turns into full-blown knives digging into her skin as she's dumped into the frigid waters of the lake. Rapunzel tries to let out a startled yelp, but the only thing that comes out of her mouth is a burst of bubbles; it's then that she truly begins to panic, trying not to choke as her lungs scream for the precious air she wasted.
It's dark. So dark. Dark and cold and suffocating in a way that's different from just being submerged in water. It's like the dark is pressing in on her, the chill seeping into her very bones and dragging her down, down... no. No!!! Not down - she can't let herself sink, she can't let herself die here, after everything that's happened!! Just when she's finally found peace in her life...!
Rapunzel lets out another pained exhale, but she watches this time. The good thing about living in a kingdom with so many waterways is that you learn all sorts of things fast. Like how to tell which way is up in water - just follow the bubbles. So with a strong kick Rapunzel rises, following the path of the bubbles up and up until-
Thunk.
No. no no no!! The ice!]
--!!!!!!!
[And that's when Rapunzel loses that last thread of calm. Despite the fast-spreading numbing feeling in her limbs, she bangs her hands frantically against the sheet of ice above her, yelling and not caring at all about her lungs screaming for air. She's trying to make as much noise and movement as possible, trying to fight off that fuzziness at the edge of her vision...]
[B; Up on the Housetop]
[Rapunzel didn't like being cooped up for long. Maybe it's just a side-effect of her forced isolation for the first eighteen years of her life, or maybe it's just the idea that she could be doing so much when not confined to one room. Either way, she doesn't last very long on the bedrest Cassandra assigned her to after her unfortunate trip into the lake. Despite the way her body shakes and her nose runs, Rapunzel bundles herself up tight against the cold and heads out into the storm.
The first places she stops to are the ones clearly without power. For them, she has an armful of wood, which she does her best to keep clear of snow as she trudges up and down the block to see who needs help. Other times she'll be visiting with a few thermoses of soup; not really enough to last more than a night, but she's managed to keep them warm. It'll help fight off the cold till the morning.
Food, blankets... anything that can help any of the other trapped residents, Rapunzel will find a way to hand out. The only time she really pauses in her work is when she stops by a house with a snowman. Something about them seem a little.... off. She's not sure how to put her finger on it...]
Wow... people must be really dedicated to build these when the weather is so harsh, huh?
[C; Wildcard]
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[Rapunzel hadn't minded the portals. Not at first. They were mildly inconvenient when you were trying to go about your day cleaning or exploring, but the Christmas Village had so much charm that it was hard for her to be annoyed. So even with the snow coming down hard and the blast of cold wind biting at her cheeks as she opens the pantry door in her home, Rapunzel doesn't gripe or groan - after all, she's been teleported to the village so much this past week that she knows the way back "home" easily enough now! Just a step through the door and then-
And then everything flips and turns, and that biting at her cheeks turns into full-blown knives digging into her skin as she's dumped into the frigid waters of the lake. Rapunzel tries to let out a startled yelp, but the only thing that comes out of her mouth is a burst of bubbles; it's then that she truly begins to panic, trying not to choke as her lungs scream for the precious air she wasted.
It's dark. So dark. Dark and cold and suffocating in a way that's different from just being submerged in water. It's like the dark is pressing in on her, the chill seeping into her very bones and dragging her down, down... no. No!!! Not down - she can't let herself sink, she can't let herself die here, after everything that's happened!! Just when she's finally found peace in her life...!
Rapunzel lets out another pained exhale, but she watches this time. The good thing about living in a kingdom with so many waterways is that you learn all sorts of things fast. Like how to tell which way is up in water - just follow the bubbles. So with a strong kick Rapunzel rises, following the path of the bubbles up and up until-
Thunk.
No. no no no!! The ice!]
--!!!!!!!
[And that's when Rapunzel loses that last thread of calm. Despite the fast-spreading numbing feeling in her limbs, she bangs her hands frantically against the sheet of ice above her, yelling and not caring at all about her lungs screaming for air. She's trying to make as much noise and movement as possible, trying to fight off that fuzziness at the edge of her vision...]
[B; Up on the Housetop]
[Rapunzel didn't like being cooped up for long. Maybe it's just a side-effect of her forced isolation for the first eighteen years of her life, or maybe it's just the idea that she could be doing so much when not confined to one room. Either way, she doesn't last very long on the bedrest Cassandra assigned her to after her unfortunate trip into the lake. Despite the way her body shakes and her nose runs, Rapunzel bundles herself up tight against the cold and heads out into the storm.
The first places she stops to are the ones clearly without power. For them, she has an armful of wood, which she does her best to keep clear of snow as she trudges up and down the block to see who needs help. Other times she'll be visiting with a few thermoses of soup; not really enough to last more than a night, but she's managed to keep them warm. It'll help fight off the cold till the morning.
Food, blankets... anything that can help any of the other trapped residents, Rapunzel will find a way to hand out. The only time she really pauses in her work is when she stops by a house with a snowman. Something about them seem a little.... off. She's not sure how to put her finger on it...]
Wow... people must be really dedicated to build these when the weather is so harsh, huh?
[C; Wildcard]
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