[With that, she climbs down into the water, groaning at the way the blood laps at her as it continues to spill from the wounds on the whale's back.]
Sssh. It is going to be alright.
[It kicks its fins and wails, trying to swim away from her, but one of the spears gets caught on the grates and when it pulls on its skin, it's forced to stop. She feels terrible for having to do this, but as those claws form again, she reaches out and clamps them down around whatever part of the whale's body they can wrap around, mostly near its tail and its fins. As she suspected, it tosses and flails wildly, and all Benedikta can do is hold onto it, wrapping her arms around it as well to keep it from wriggling too much, hoping that it will help soothe it even a little.]
no subject
I will.
[With that, she climbs down into the water, groaning at the way the blood laps at her as it continues to spill from the wounds on the whale's back.]
Sssh. It is going to be alright.
[It kicks its fins and wails, trying to swim away from her, but one of the spears gets caught on the grates and when it pulls on its skin, it's forced to stop. She feels terrible for having to do this, but as those claws form again, she reaches out and clamps them down around whatever part of the whale's body they can wrap around, mostly near its tail and its fins. As she suspected, it tosses and flails wildly, and all Benedikta can do is hold onto it, wrapping her arms around it as well to keep it from wriggling too much, hoping that it will help soothe it even a little.]
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