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Post Tenebras Lux.
- Feb 1, 2021
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They sat in the hangar, watching the sun tarnish in a hot sky.
Sol released a long breath. Tobias slept, lying back on the dragon's warm shoulder, greased hair toussled in some foreign breeze. The man looked at peace, and that is all Sol would desire for him.
Harper sat nearer to Eclipse. Shard lay behind her, splayed out like a wasted puppy.
The woman repositioned herself, coughing into the cowl of her vest, then rested her wrists over her jutting, long knees. Her stained hands shook. She had not eaten for a very long time. She knew the same for Eclipse, though the dragon has not said a word regarding any discomfort. Whatever food Eclipse was offered, she passed along to Shard.
Sol, she knew, was in the same walk as Eclipse, though he had a more tenacious build, and the elements weighed less heavy on his scales. However, the SolarWing had still contracted some ailment easily due to stress.
Tobias slept, a usual sighting, though she understood how difficult it was for him to check out.
Sleep was a vulnerable thing.
She stood slowly, and Sol glanced at her.
"We are wasting away." She said, and the hangar exploited her voice.
Sol dipped his head and turned back to the sun. It filled his eyes, and burned in a dangerous way.
Harper moved gently towards Tobias. "We need a resource team." She said, glancing pointedly at Sol before kneeling beside the sleeping man. "Someone to go into [insert nearest town{Possibility?}], and bring back what we need to make the trek out of here." She unbuttoned Ferrin's dress shirt with some disdain, then ran her eyes over the doctor's brief work of bandage and plaster. Sol glanced over and she motioned his face away. "It needs to be a small group, and they need to be fast."
She pulled up on Tobias's right sleeve with immediate regret. The man coughed and his eyes flickered.
She could tell Sol was biting back words.
"It needs to be Gen," she said, steadying Tobias's shoulder, "Eclipse, and Sol."
Tobias coughed hard, fully awake.
She waited for the spell to pass, and never looked him in the eye. "I do not know a more timely team." She cleared her throat. "I do know you both have loyalties here," Harper met Eclipse's gaze, "but they will not be around much longer if we do not act."
She reached for Tobias's arm again, and he grew stiff. Touch itself caused him swells of pain, and movement was a second world entirely. But infection would kill him.
"What say you, Eclipse?" Harper asked, casting a second look at the SolarWing. "I see no other options, and time runs short."
(This is like writing in a fever dream, but for the sake of jumpstarting and humility I MUST POST ITT
alSo PACEing-
What is the nearest town? Dost you knoweth, Taber?)
Sol released a long breath. Tobias slept, lying back on the dragon's warm shoulder, greased hair toussled in some foreign breeze. The man looked at peace, and that is all Sol would desire for him.
Harper sat nearer to Eclipse. Shard lay behind her, splayed out like a wasted puppy.
The woman repositioned herself, coughing into the cowl of her vest, then rested her wrists over her jutting, long knees. Her stained hands shook. She had not eaten for a very long time. She knew the same for Eclipse, though the dragon has not said a word regarding any discomfort. Whatever food Eclipse was offered, she passed along to Shard.
Sol, she knew, was in the same walk as Eclipse, though he had a more tenacious build, and the elements weighed less heavy on his scales. However, the SolarWing had still contracted some ailment easily due to stress.
Tobias slept, a usual sighting, though she understood how difficult it was for him to check out.
Sleep was a vulnerable thing.
She stood slowly, and Sol glanced at her.
"We are wasting away." She said, and the hangar exploited her voice.
Sol dipped his head and turned back to the sun. It filled his eyes, and burned in a dangerous way.
Harper moved gently towards Tobias. "We need a resource team." She said, glancing pointedly at Sol before kneeling beside the sleeping man. "Someone to go into [insert nearest town{Possibility?}], and bring back what we need to make the trek out of here." She unbuttoned Ferrin's dress shirt with some disdain, then ran her eyes over the doctor's brief work of bandage and plaster. Sol glanced over and she motioned his face away. "It needs to be a small group, and they need to be fast."
She pulled up on Tobias's right sleeve with immediate regret. The man coughed and his eyes flickered.
She could tell Sol was biting back words.
"It needs to be Gen," she said, steadying Tobias's shoulder, "Eclipse, and Sol."
Tobias coughed hard, fully awake.
She waited for the spell to pass, and never looked him in the eye. "I do not know a more timely team." She cleared her throat. "I do know you both have loyalties here," Harper met Eclipse's gaze, "but they will not be around much longer if we do not act."
She reached for Tobias's arm again, and he grew stiff. Touch itself caused him swells of pain, and movement was a second world entirely. But infection would kill him.
"What say you, Eclipse?" Harper asked, casting a second look at the SolarWing. "I see no other options, and time runs short."
(This is like writing in a fever dream, but for the sake of jumpstarting and humility I MUST POST ITT
alSo PACEing-What is the nearest town? Dost you knoweth, Taber?)
