johannamason: (open your heart and hands my son.)
Johanna Mason ([personal profile] johannamason) wrote in [community profile] thoughtformed 2011-03-03 02:33 am (UTC)

[ While no longer drowning is nice and all, being grabbed during the throes of a delusion doesn't calm Johanna's already frail mental state. Coughing up water between yells, she can feel the cuffs being snapped around her wrists and their weight pushing her into the tank- ]

No-- no, let- NO!

[ Like trying to keep a hold of a drowning cat, Johanna shrieks and struggles in Finnick's hold, trying to push him away or climb over him to get out of the water. Her nails dig into his arms and shoulders (don't you wish you'd kept your shirt on now!) as she scrambles for an escape, to knock herself free from her captors. Under his arm, her body shakes wildly, either from her terror or her mind's reliving the electric shocks.

All that flailing around leaves her helpless to the thrum of the waves, so Johanna cries are occasionally punctuated by gagging and fighting the sting of seawater in her throat and eyes. It's pretty clear she's not aware they hit a forcefield, or that their prized boat is sinking around them, or that any of the others are even there at all.
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