Bree tangled her fingers in Hunter's hair, yanking the slight rogue back, then tumbled forward into the pool, pulling her companion with her.  The magical waters rendered their clothing transparent as they clawed and twisted...<br/><br/>...something like that?   ;)<br/><br/>And, hey, I just remembered that Hunter was carrying our healing salve!  A lucky break that, although... it hardly seems to matter.  I suppose the best we can hope is that the box opens, the stuff dumps into the water and spreads out, forming a loose, slippery mass.  From catfight ---->  magical oracular jello wrestling.  "I see your future... having your ass handed to you, by me."<br/><br/>