[Vi has been pacing ever since the layout of the rules, back and forth, back and forth, with one hand up and pushing her fingers through her hair, trying to work this out. Probably, it's stupid to be pacing like that, maybe the poison will spread faster if she's moving and breathing more of it in, maybe she should be staying still, but she can't.
When Caitlyn asks for some help with the roots and Vander goes to help her, Vi crosses the room as well, yanking at some of the roots beside where Vander is prying at them, frustration obvious in her expression.
Her gut is telling her it's pointless to be pulling at the roots trying to escape some other way, but she's not going to give up. Vander says to take it steady and work it loose, but Vi's just never been cut out for that. Instead, she tears at the roots with her hands, feeling soil under her fingernails, the bandages on her hands filthy with dirt and dried blood.]
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When Caitlyn asks for some help with the roots and Vander goes to help her, Vi crosses the room as well, yanking at some of the roots beside where Vander is prying at them, frustration obvious in her expression.
Her gut is telling her it's pointless to be pulling at the roots trying to escape some other way, but she's not going to give up. Vander says to take it steady and work it loose, but Vi's just never been cut out for that. Instead, she tears at the roots with her hands, feeling soil under her fingernails, the bandages on her hands filthy with dirt and dried blood.]
Shit. I'm not getting anywhere.