[The cold water is threatening to paralyze her, making it hard and painful to move, hard to think -- she knows the dangers, and she struggles against the deadening effect of the water. The call out barely penetrates her mind, but she sees the grappling hook and line fire into the water, and that catches her attention. She struggles toward it, normally a strong swimmer, but currently so heavy, so stiff -- her head aches from the cold, a fierce crumpling pressure behind her eyes, and she latches onto the rope with desperate strength.]
[Nor is she the type to passively wait to be pulled ashore; she begins to pull herself hand over hand along the rope, gritting her teeth, marshaling her chakra to restore the power the cold is robbing from her muscles.]
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[Nor is she the type to passively wait to be pulled ashore; she begins to pull herself hand over hand along the rope, gritting her teeth, marshaling her chakra to restore the power the cold is robbing from her muscles.]