Genesis 077
Feb. 9th, 2006 04:57 pmTitle~ Heat Exhaustion
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Still mine
Notes~ Genesis 077. What's with all the heatwave ones lately?
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Nimay slouched forwards in the saddle, struggling to keep herself upright as the sun beat mercilessly on her back. The land off in the distance wavered in the heat, so much that it looked like the whole desert was the grill above a barbecue. It may as well have been, for all Nimay cared.
The rest of the Own rode in a straight line either side of her—seven to her left and seven to her right. It had nothing to do with riding in formation; Nimay had her wings outstretched so they could use them for shade, small respite from the heat. Unfortunately though, there was no way she could give herself any shade, and she was swaying dangerously in the saddle with every step Ashburn took, just barely keeping herself from succumbing to heat exhaustion.
“I don’t care how early in the day it is,” she heard Melraan mumble somewhere off to her right. His voice sounded just as fatigued as Nimay felt, so apparently she wasn’t missing much with her lack of shade. “I don’t care if we don’t cover any ground for the rest of the week. I’m stopping in the next town.”
“I’m with you on that one,” Ulkar mumbled back, his voice slurred as though he’d downed two or three Liquid Sunsets, “And Rau, if you dare say anything against it, I’m committing mutiny on you.”
“Will you now?”
“Mhmm.” He fell back into exhausted silence. “…Later,” he added.
Nimay swayed again in her saddle and fell off, but Nol managed to catch her before she toppled to the sand.
“Are you okay, ‘may?” he asked, his words a muffled jumble in Nimay’s ears.
Nimay shook her head, hoping it would be interpreted as a no rather than uncontrolled drooping of her head. Either would probably be well enough suited for an answer, anyway.
“Rau, this is stupid,” he said firmly, “We have to stop now.”
“We’ve still got no shade out here though,” Garuk argued, “We’d just sit down and pass out.”
“It’s either that or pass out on horseback.”
Nimay glanced over at the glistening, inviting water of the Ra-Lin, slowly mulling over in her mind whether it would be worth walking Ashburn over there to take a dip.
Her journey bread and any other food items in her saddlebags would go soggy and rendered inedible. There was the potential of her sword gathering flecks of rust if she didn’t polish it thoroughly tonight, and dry her scabbard out so there wasn’t a drop of moisture left in it. Likewise for her dagger. She didn’t know how strong the current was here; it might be too much for Ashburn to handle and they’d be swept downstream. Leather boots were incredibly uncomfortable to wear when they were sodden.
On the plus side, she’d be cool.
So far as she could see, the advantages far outweighed the disadvantages. With a relieved grin, she led Ashburn towards the river, waiting for the others to follow.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ Still mine
Notes~ Genesis 077. What's with all the heatwave ones lately?
Nimay slouched forwards in the saddle, struggling to keep herself upright as the sun beat mercilessly on her back. The land off in the distance wavered in the heat, so much that it looked like the whole desert was the grill above a barbecue. It may as well have been, for all Nimay cared.
The rest of the Own rode in a straight line either side of her—seven to her left and seven to her right. It had nothing to do with riding in formation; Nimay had her wings outstretched so they could use them for shade, small respite from the heat. Unfortunately though, there was no way she could give herself any shade, and she was swaying dangerously in the saddle with every step Ashburn took, just barely keeping herself from succumbing to heat exhaustion.
“I don’t care how early in the day it is,” she heard Melraan mumble somewhere off to her right. His voice sounded just as fatigued as Nimay felt, so apparently she wasn’t missing much with her lack of shade. “I don’t care if we don’t cover any ground for the rest of the week. I’m stopping in the next town.”
“I’m with you on that one,” Ulkar mumbled back, his voice slurred as though he’d downed two or three Liquid Sunsets, “And Rau, if you dare say anything against it, I’m committing mutiny on you.”
“Will you now?”
“Mhmm.” He fell back into exhausted silence. “…Later,” he added.
Nimay swayed again in her saddle and fell off, but Nol managed to catch her before she toppled to the sand.
“Are you okay, ‘may?” he asked, his words a muffled jumble in Nimay’s ears.
Nimay shook her head, hoping it would be interpreted as a no rather than uncontrolled drooping of her head. Either would probably be well enough suited for an answer, anyway.
“Rau, this is stupid,” he said firmly, “We have to stop now.”
“We’ve still got no shade out here though,” Garuk argued, “We’d just sit down and pass out.”
“It’s either that or pass out on horseback.”
Nimay glanced over at the glistening, inviting water of the Ra-Lin, slowly mulling over in her mind whether it would be worth walking Ashburn over there to take a dip.
Her journey bread and any other food items in her saddlebags would go soggy and rendered inedible. There was the potential of her sword gathering flecks of rust if she didn’t polish it thoroughly tonight, and dry her scabbard out so there wasn’t a drop of moisture left in it. Likewise for her dagger. She didn’t know how strong the current was here; it might be too much for Ashburn to handle and they’d be swept downstream. Leather boots were incredibly uncomfortable to wear when they were sodden.
On the plus side, she’d be cool.
So far as she could see, the advantages far outweighed the disadvantages. With a relieved grin, she led Ashburn towards the river, waiting for the others to follow.
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Date: 2006-02-09 04:57 am (UTC)Poor things, I feel for them. Heat is horrible.
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Date: 2006-02-09 05:00 am (UTC)