healer caught the motion out of the corner of her eye
and turned to her. She mimed a stop. The woman shook her head no. Deidra
demanded they stop but the woman again shook her head no. Exasperated she held
up the water bottle with a trickle of water in it and tipped it over to drip
out and then pointed to her sister.
Sue's
face cleared as she realized what the girl wanted. She chuckled and came over
to the girl. She held out a hand and the girl took it. She pulled her to her
feet and then moved her to a cabinet sticking out of the wall further away. She
opened the door and the light came on. She pointed. “Bathroom,” she said.
Zara
stared at the white fixtures in confusion. Sue smiled and flipped the toilet
lid up and down and then turned the sink on and off. The girl blinked at her.
Sue frowned and then pantomimed sitting on the seat. When she did the girl
finally got the gist of the message and had the grace to blush. It was a
struggle to get her poufy but maligned dress into the tiny compartment so she
could close the door but they managed.
She
sat there and regretted her wardrobe choice. She should have worn her day gear
or even her hunting gear. They were... her eyes welled with tears. They were in
the carriage, in the trunks under the wreckage. Ah well, she thought snuffling.
“You
okay in there sister?” Deidra asked quietly. Zara dashed her tears and nodded.
“I'll
be finished here in a moment,” she said and then clutched at the walls and
fixtures as the carriage jolted. “If it's not shaken out of me sooner,” she
said.
“Indeed,”
Deidra said with a chuckle. When Zara came out she took her turn in the
bathroom and then opened the door but stood there staring at it in wonder. Zara
smiled at her. Both girls were amused and amazed by the bathroom. “I wish we
had this in the carriage,” Deidra observed, looking the fixtures over in envy.
They were made out of some strange metal coated in white paint. Paint that was
hard and didn't flake or chip.
“You
and me both,” Zara said from her seat by the door. She still blamed herself for
having them stop so she could go to the bathroom. It was that delay that had
allowed the raiders to catch them she was certain of it. She bit her lip in
pain and guilt.
When
they resumed their seats the healer offered the bathroom to the peasants. Both
took a turn and then sat. The healer pulled out small strange paper rectangles
and offered each of them one. The girl's blinked at her in confusion. They
weren't the only ones.
She
chuckled and then pulled one apart. Inside was a tray of that strange material.
She showed them the food on it. She pulled things off of it and then put the
tray in a white box. The box whirled and then dinged moments later. She took
the steaming tray out and put it in front of Zara.
The
girl stared at it until the healer pulled the clear material off and handed her
a strange eating implement. She looked at it and then down to the thing that
smelled of food. “I think she intends for us to eat,” Zara said.
“With
peasants?” Deidra asked dryly.
“Apparently
so,” Zara replied as the woman handed Deidra a tray and then another to the man
named Bux. The man took it gratefully and immediately started to eat.
The
healer took another tray and handed it off to the driver who picked at it with
one hand while trying to keep an eye on the road. Finally he called something
back to her. She stopped what she was doing and came forward. She took the tray
and handed him a bar that smelled of nuts. He took it and bit off a chunk.
Zara
picked at the food, not really hungry despite her rumbling stomach. The events
of the day were too traumatic for her. All she wanted was for this night to be
over with.
“It's
good,” Bux said. “Bland but good,” he said. “Hot.”
Zara
looked over his shoulder. He had some strange concoction of red sauce and green
noodles.
“Not
bad,” the woman said and nodded.
“I'll
try it,” Zara mumbled turning
and turned to her. She mimed a stop. The woman shook her head no. Deidra
demanded they stop but the woman again shook her head no. Exasperated she held
up the water bottle with a trickle of water in it and tipped it over to drip
out and then pointed to her sister.
Sue's
face cleared as she realized what the girl wanted. She chuckled and came over
to the girl. She held out a hand and the girl took it. She pulled her to her
feet and then moved her to a cabinet sticking out of the wall further away. She
opened the door and the light came on. She pointed. “Bathroom,” she said.
Zara
stared at the white fixtures in confusion. Sue smiled and flipped the toilet
lid up and down and then turned the sink on and off. The girl blinked at her.
Sue frowned and then pantomimed sitting on the seat. When she did the girl
finally got the gist of the message and had the grace to blush. It was a
struggle to get her poufy but maligned dress into the tiny compartment so she
could close the door but they managed.
She
sat there and regretted her wardrobe choice. She should have worn her day gear
or even her hunting gear. They were... her eyes welled with tears. They were in
the carriage, in the trunks under the wreckage. Ah well, she thought snuffling.
“You
okay in there sister?” Deidra asked quietly. Zara dashed her tears and nodded.
“I'll
be finished here in a moment,” she said and then clutched at the walls and
fixtures as the carriage jolted. “If it's not shaken out of me sooner,” she
said.
“Indeed,”
Deidra said with a chuckle. When Zara came out she took her turn in the
bathroom and then opened the door but stood there staring at it in wonder. Zara
smiled at her. Both girls were amused and amazed by the bathroom. “I wish we
had this in the carriage,” Deidra observed, looking the fixtures over in envy.
They were made out of some strange metal coated in white paint. Paint that was
hard and didn't flake or chip.
“You
and me both,” Zara said from her seat by the door. She still blamed herself for
having them stop so she could go to the bathroom. It was that delay that had
allowed the raiders to catch them she was certain of it. She bit her lip in
pain and guilt.
When
they resumed their seats the healer offered the bathroom to the peasants. Both
took a turn and then sat. The healer pulled out small strange paper rectangles
and offered each of them one. The girl's blinked at her in confusion. They
weren't the only ones.
She
chuckled and then pulled one apart. Inside was a tray of that strange material.
She showed them the food on it. She pulled things off of it and then put the
tray in a white box. The box whirled and then dinged moments later. She took
the steaming tray out and put it in front of Zara.
The
girl stared at it until the healer pulled the clear material off and handed her
a strange eating implement. She looked at it and then down to the thing that
smelled of food. “I think she intends for us to eat,” Zara said.
“With
peasants?” Deidra asked dryly.
“Apparently
so,” Zara replied as the woman handed Deidra a tray and then another to the man
named Bux. The man took it gratefully and immediately started to eat.
The
healer took another tray and handed it off to the driver who picked at it with
one hand while trying to keep an eye on the road. Finally he called something
back to her. She stopped what she was doing and came forward. She took the tray
and handed him a bar that smelled of nuts. He took it and bit off a chunk.
Zara
picked at the food, not really hungry despite her rumbling stomach. The events
of the day were too traumatic for her. All she wanted was for this night to be
over with.
“It's
good,” Bux said. “Bland but good,” he said. “Hot.”
Zara
looked over his shoulder. He had some strange concoction of red sauce and green
noodles.
“Not
bad,” the woman said and nodded.
“I'll
try it,” Zara mumbled turning
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