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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shalimar" data-source="post: 3209017" data-attributes="member: 9600">Wet. Cold and wet.  Faith stirred slowly at the uncomfortable sensations on her skin in places that should have been covered by her pants, by her boots, and by her shirt.  Blinking herself awake the girl spits out the snow that had made its into her mouth and wiped at the ice crystals that had stuck to her eyebrows and lashes and caked on her cheeks.  Sitting up slowly the pink haired girl looked around trying to understand what was going on, still groggy enough that panic had not set in.Shifting her weight to her arm, Faith screamed in pain as the arm gave out and dumped her in the bloody snow.  Coughing in pain panic starts to set in as the shifts around to see the barb, it was like one of those really silly coyote cartoons, he would run off a cliff and then not fall until he looked down, the girl thought.  Gritting her teeth, the girl ran her other hand along the spine and wound until she gripped it tightly, and tried to pull it out, screaming in pain as she tried to shift the barb.</blockquote>