At the touch of skin at her wrist where metal meets flesh, Josie's fingers search out the others, trying to get a hold of something. Short and shallow comes her own breath, her heart pounding up in her throat, and she moves as she can, where she can, reaching out blindly with her mouth.
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Date: 2006-04-20 12:17 am (UTC)