Re: Caleb | Cat | Cullum
((ooc: internally freaking out at going first but omg here we goooo))
Walking through the swamp was nothing pleasant. The hardest part had been telling Callum that he couldn't touch her, no matter what, even if she fell. Caleb would know but Callum wouldn't. They couldn't touch the Seer while she was working her gift. And honestly, her very brain was starting to feel like it was going to split in half. She was not entirely aware of when the split happened, so stretched was her mind, only that she had two very fierce creatures at her side (even if one was a little less fierce than the other).
The path though, it was very... wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey. She'd never understood that phrase until now. It was like time was sliding through her fingers, her mind, beckoning her onward and she followed it blindly, heart pounding in her chest as much as her head was pounding from the exertion of trying to See and sort the... whatever they were. So when they stepped onto the plantation grounds, she had been... Alarmed. How far had they walked? How long had they been going? Had they really been that close the whole time and she hadn't even realized it?
Cat faltered for a moment, moving her hands in front of her like she'd dropped acid at some point. It wasn't supposed to work like that - well, not unless they were getting close to something like the Moberly–Jourdain time portal... Well, maybe it could. She hadn't Seen or experienced everything, after all. The smell hit her like a brick, made her eyes water but not with the strength of it - with fear. "Do you smell that?" she asked both of them, her voice barely above a whisper.