Genesis 099
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Title~ Short Supply
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ All mine
Notes~ Genesis 099. On the way back from one of their missions to Assiraz. This one was to rescue three spies and two diplomats from the Assiraz dungeons. Scary =0
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Melraan frowned as he dug deep into one of his saddle bags, then drew his hand out, one single stick of spinifex in his fingers. ‘Most definitely empty,’ he told Ulkar with a shake of his head.
The swordsman’s shoulders slouched. ‘We have to have some left somewhere. Everyone stuffed three bags, right?’
Melraan nodded, hands on hips. ‘That much has usually lasted us all the way to Assiraz and back.’
‘We didn’t get waylaid at any point, did we?’ He rested back against a tree, arms folded.
‘We’ve been going slightly slower than usual since we left Assiraz,’ Melraan admitted, ‘We haven’t even reached Silrona City yet, and we’ve already run out. I wasn’t expecting to buy any for more than the last week or two.’
‘Fantastic,’ Ulkar mumbled, ‘No fire tonight then.’
‘Doesn’t look like it.’ Melraan shivered prematurely.
One of the nearly-rescued diplomats sauntered up to them, waving at their worried and puzzled faces. ‘What’s happened?’
‘We’re out of spinifex,’ Melraan answered for her.
The diplomat paused and blinked a few times. ‘So… the horses will have to eat fresh grass?’
The swordies shook their heads. ‘No,’ Ulkar clarified, ‘we use it as kindling to start the fire every night, because the wood is so wet here, especially in late Autumn.’
The diplomat paused again. ‘Ah,’ she said finally, in the universal, “I have no idea what you’re saying but I’ll pretend I do” tone.
Melraan sighed. ‘Silrona’s the next place we can buy more, and it’s three days away. It’s either that, or take a side trip, two days that way.’ He pointed through the trees. ‘Which means adding on four more days.’
‘Either way,’ Ulkar added, ‘No fire for the next three nights. No warmth, no cooked food.’
‘Ah,’ the diplomat said again, full understanding in her slouched shoulders.
Melraan frowned and looked up at her as a thought came to him. ‘Did you say something about it being horse feed?’
‘Oh, you haven’t,’ Ulkar said with a shake of his head.
The young woman spread her hands defensively. ‘I never did! I’ve never fed any of your horses anything! I know that’s not up to me.’
Melraan cocked an eyebrow. ‘And your own horse?’
‘Is fed with fruit and grain, bought with my own coin.’
‘All right, sorry,’ the swordsman sighed, twisting the remaining stick of spinifex in his fingers. ‘This place is just getting to me. Cold and rain and too many trees. And no fire.’
The diplomat folded her arms, half in an attempt to keep warm. ‘You seem awfully wound up about this. It’s only a few days. We can last for that long, can’t we?’
The swordsmen both shook their heads. ‘Kurae’s cooking tomorrow,’ Ulkar reminded her.
‘Our one moment of bliss in an otherwise frigid and soppy kingdom.’
‘Ah. Well, can’t he just wait until after we get kindling?’
Another shake of the head. ‘No can do. The roster is law.’
‘Obey the roster, or face Kurae’s wrath.’
‘…Ah.’
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ All mine
Notes~ Genesis 099. On the way back from one of their missions to Assiraz. This one was to rescue three spies and two diplomats from the Assiraz dungeons. Scary =0
Melraan frowned as he dug deep into one of his saddle bags, then drew his hand out, one single stick of spinifex in his fingers. ‘Most definitely empty,’ he told Ulkar with a shake of his head.
The swordsman’s shoulders slouched. ‘We have to have some left somewhere. Everyone stuffed three bags, right?’
Melraan nodded, hands on hips. ‘That much has usually lasted us all the way to Assiraz and back.’
‘We didn’t get waylaid at any point, did we?’ He rested back against a tree, arms folded.
‘We’ve been going slightly slower than usual since we left Assiraz,’ Melraan admitted, ‘We haven’t even reached Silrona City yet, and we’ve already run out. I wasn’t expecting to buy any for more than the last week or two.’
‘Fantastic,’ Ulkar mumbled, ‘No fire tonight then.’
‘Doesn’t look like it.’ Melraan shivered prematurely.
One of the nearly-rescued diplomats sauntered up to them, waving at their worried and puzzled faces. ‘What’s happened?’
‘We’re out of spinifex,’ Melraan answered for her.
The diplomat paused and blinked a few times. ‘So… the horses will have to eat fresh grass?’
The swordies shook their heads. ‘No,’ Ulkar clarified, ‘we use it as kindling to start the fire every night, because the wood is so wet here, especially in late Autumn.’
The diplomat paused again. ‘Ah,’ she said finally, in the universal, “I have no idea what you’re saying but I’ll pretend I do” tone.
Melraan sighed. ‘Silrona’s the next place we can buy more, and it’s three days away. It’s either that, or take a side trip, two days that way.’ He pointed through the trees. ‘Which means adding on four more days.’
‘Either way,’ Ulkar added, ‘No fire for the next three nights. No warmth, no cooked food.’
‘Ah,’ the diplomat said again, full understanding in her slouched shoulders.
Melraan frowned and looked up at her as a thought came to him. ‘Did you say something about it being horse feed?’
‘Oh, you haven’t,’ Ulkar said with a shake of his head.
The young woman spread her hands defensively. ‘I never did! I’ve never fed any of your horses anything! I know that’s not up to me.’
Melraan cocked an eyebrow. ‘And your own horse?’
‘Is fed with fruit and grain, bought with my own coin.’
‘All right, sorry,’ the swordsman sighed, twisting the remaining stick of spinifex in his fingers. ‘This place is just getting to me. Cold and rain and too many trees. And no fire.’
The diplomat folded her arms, half in an attempt to keep warm. ‘You seem awfully wound up about this. It’s only a few days. We can last for that long, can’t we?’
The swordsmen both shook their heads. ‘Kurae’s cooking tomorrow,’ Ulkar reminded her.
‘Our one moment of bliss in an otherwise frigid and soppy kingdom.’
‘Ah. Well, can’t he just wait until after we get kindling?’
Another shake of the head. ‘No can do. The roster is law.’
‘Obey the roster, or face Kurae’s wrath.’
‘…Ah.’
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Date: 2006-06-29 07:46 pm (UTC)but you must not disobey the sacred roster!
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Date: 2006-06-30 06:50 am (UTC)