Finished Hole in one PV • A. Valentine

SPEECH	MENTION
#008080	@Aurelia Valentine
WC	DATE
343	4/01/2025

The ice cold sends shockwaves​ through his body, but with the coldness hitting against his lungs there is a sudden instinctive reaction to try and reach the surface. He frashed about under the water, unable to discern which way is up, before he forcefully opens up his eyes and finds himself sideways, with his glasses floated a few inches away from his nose.

He grabs his glasses and begun desperately scrambling up, the weight of his skates and clothes pulling him down, but with enough desperation and being rather close to the surface- he manages to reach out a hand and grab onto the icy surface, his fingers slipping as he scrambles up and eventually, he took a deep gulp of fresh air before the ice gave way and he is back underwater. His glasses still in his hand and he felt it bend in the pressure of his hand squishing it against the ice, and he felt something give way and pierce through the tip of his ring finger in the scuffle. He barely heard the call for help from the shore, in fact, he has his own situation to deal with as he starts swimming for the next ice berg. The broken glasses were still in his hands and this time he threw all his weight onto it, the ice broke from the main lake, but this time it was big enough for him to hold on. His usual fluffy hair is fully soaked- and so is everything else. The hair blocked his vision and he roughly pushed it back with his hand, his nose and cheeks are burning red from the absolute cold. He’s left coughing up water, before giving out a small incredulous chuckle.

“S-see? I’m okay!” He chatters, he tries to scramble onto the ice, but now in the air, the weight of the clothes are really pulling him down, and strangely enough, his body in the water is much warmer than the cold frosty breeze that’s threatening to bite onto his soaked body.

SPEECH	MENTION
#008080	@Aurelia Valentine
WC	DATE
499	4/01/2025

He laughs, while hackling out water.
"Yes Ma'am!" He salutes, in turn almost not doing what she says and remain- well, not floating, as he scrambles back onto the ice berg again..

He's been aimlessly drifting in the icy water for quite some time now, he can almost barely not feel his toes, and a strange sense of random warmth is spreading through his body and his teeth is chattering. He suppose that's how it feels like to have your body temperature sink ridiculously low, haha.

Well that wasn't a laughing matter, but he seems to have an inability to be too worried about it, after all he just needs to get out of the water right? he look towards the nearest ice berg or floating object, and half doggy paddled over towards it, making somewhat of a big splash. Well, he thought he doggy paddled over that is, in truth he can't really feel what his feet are doing, just a very vague idea.

He is near the other giant ice berg, and awkwardly manoeuvre over, He managed to just grab onto the second ice berg when he felt something slimy slide past his ankles.

Well he suppose even though it's quite cold, it shouldn't stop the fishes from swimming in and out! What did concern him is that this 'fish' ended up wrapping itself up his thighs around his waist.

"U-uhm, miss?-" Before he is to hear a reply, the 'fish' tightened itself around his legs and he is forcefully pulled underwater, this time with enough force his glasses fell and is probably the only thing that remains floating on top of the water briefly, before sinking. bubbles break the surface rapidly until it eventually slows.

Down under Curtis isn't sure how far he's been suddenly dragged down, he instinctively reaches and scrambles for his wand, that he brushes past the handle a few times. The force of the icy water and the rising pressure is pushing more and more air out of his lungs, there is a screaming pain in his head telling him to breathe, but when he finally forces his eyes open just a little so he can see a giant eye staring back at him.

It is a giant squid, one that Curtis has never seen before, it seems to be resting near the bottom of the lake, and have moved itself upwards at the disturbance of the water. Finding it only a boy. A very tiny one at that. In fact, he is sure he looks like a good meal right now.

His eyes widen, and he is left a little speechless for the first time (and also being underwater), but he didn't exactly get much time to look at it further as he feel the (now he knows as) tentacles around his waist shoot him back towards the surface at ridiculous speed, before he finds himself- not crashing, but maybe- gently 'kicked out' of the lake and onto a snow cushion.

SPEECH	MENTION
#008080	@Aurelia Valentine
WC	DATE
208	4/01/2025

Curtis coughs out cold water that has unfortunately reached down his lungs, he does half brush the ice off him when he begin to feel its chill somehow making him even more colder- or atleast he think so, honestly he's starting to lose all sensation. "S-see? I'm out already- no w-worries-" He chatters, holding himself tightly, and gave a very, not great thumbs up, as he can't exactly seem to curl his fingers together to make that thumb shape.

"I-I think I'll just, lay down here for a while." His legs doesn't feel like moving, and he probably shouldn't scare her too much, even by this point he can tell that she's very much in distressed, he brushed his hair back, and noticed that a few things are not quite in focus. "Hang on! where did my glasses-

As though right on cue, something flies through the air and lands next to him, lens somewhat cracked, but overall, still there. "Ah there they are".

He reaches for them to put it on, but finds it difficult when your arm isn't quite as precise as usual. "I-it's a little chilly out here isn't it?.

SPEECH	MENTION
#008080	@Aurelia Valentine
WC	DATE
218	4/01/2025

"What? O-oh okay." He sneezes, rubbing his nose as he shivers, he is somewhat impressed that he didn't lose his wand during the encounter. He wonders if he should've argued back, and tried to see if he can stand at all. But perhaps the cold finally got through to the thick skull of his, and he decided that sitting perhaps for now- was the better option.

He shuffles a little in the snow, until he manages to get a comfortable position, leaning his back by a tree next to him, and he relaxes. At some point, he wasn't sure when- the shivering stopped.

The sound of chattering teeth and shifting snow ceases, and he is left in this cold winter wonderland, with the sound of rustling trees, and small ripples and crashes of waves within the disturbed lake. Ice crackling as they crash into each other, but otherwise. Slowly remain still.

He watches the silence, it was somewhat peaceful, perhaps once he wouldn’t have very much enjoyed it. He would’ve wanted to do things, maybe build a snowman, or climb a tree. But at some point, he reached a certain serenity with this all. For a while, he even forgets that a student was going to get help.

He wonders why he's out here alone.