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Shipwrecked and Stranded XIVSil and Konna left the city that evening. Konna's new belongings along with their costumes and masks in a new shoulder strap pack slung over Konna's head. The box with their prize was clutched in Konna's arms. She wanted so to look at it. But she didn't want to show all these people what they'd won, incase it was sentimental.
Once out of the city Sil and Konna went about setting up camp. They moved like dancers, never meeting each other as they set up their surroundings. They shared wishful glances and smiles as they prepared the camp. Mira curled up next to the fire and was asleep in minutes, leaving Sil and Konna to their own devices.
Sil sat down with a loud thump on the ground, rubbing his feet and making pained faces.
"I've been on my feet most of my life. But for some reason today this was just too much." It was small talk and he knew it. Konna looked up at him and smiled
Shipwrecked and Stranded XIII"We got two this time Cap'n!" shouted one of the crewmembers as he came up onto their headquarters. Coming up behind him led by rope tethers were two young women under the age of twenty. One had tear stains down her cheeks but the other walked proud and high, like she would fight against her fate.
The Captain got up from his seat and unsheathed his pistol. He walked about the two girls, looking them over. He lifted the stubborn girls chin with the butt of his pistol.
"This one looks like she's got some fight in her. Lock her up in the upstairs closet in the room across from our number one guest." The crew snickered at his cruel joke. "We'll she how defiant she is after two days without food and little water." The girls eyes opened wide as she was led away from the Captain.
Romulus looked over the other girl. One of her captors spoke up. "She says she can cook. Or at
Stranded"Ladies and Gentlemen, please fasten your seat-belts, and return your seat to the upright and locked position," came the voice of commercial shuttle pilot, Li Insyuski, captain of the Angelica. The shuttle had been on a routine jump between Commercial Cruisers, and there shouldn't have been any problems.
But red blips were appearing all over the boards. The Master Engineer on board, Aelita Orontovo, was just as surprised as the rest of the crew.
"Captain," called her voice over the com unit, "We seem to have tears in the inner vacuum seals. We need to find some atmosphere and soon. We won't have enough temp seals to make it to the Condor."
"What's our current cabin pressure?" Li asked, only a touch of fear in his voice.
"Only one one-hundredth of our norm, Capt'n." Co-pilot, Barr Happesphalon told her Captain in a slightly relieved voice.
"But it'll get worse, Li, the longer we remain in vacuum." Captain Insyu
Shipwrecked and Stranded XIIWhich way was up again? Had she seen that tree before? What was that? The girl looked up into the trees as a shadow flitted about in the corner of her vision. She stumbled on a root and fell flat on her face into the mud. Rainwater trickled down her back as she pushed herself into a kneeling position. Why did they have to go on that stupid vacation? Tears fell freely from her eyes, mixing with the mud and rain. What was she to do?
Rebecca looked up to see a small raptor sitting on a branch over her head. The tiny thing watched her, his head turned sideways to look at her with one big black eye. Rebecca reached out her hand to pet the tiny saurian. It chirped in distress and skittered off into the undergrowth.
Rebecca sat for a while; the rain tapering off until all that remained was a fine mist hanging on the air. She couldn't stop, she had to find someone
Shipwrecked and Stranded XISpecial Valentines Day Special!
Konna and Sil walked the streets of the gaily decorated city. They were surprised to find that they had walked in on the cities celebration of the Festival of Laughter which was today. The holiday was celebrated island wide with city wide parties and competitions. There was a funny mask competition where people went about the day in masks they'd made themselves, trying to make the most amount of people laugh at their antics and masks. The most would win a prize at the closing ceremonies.
It was still easy to find some proper clothing for Konna in the open bazaar. People from all the outlying towns had traveled for days to be at this celebration and were willing to earn a new trinket or two in exchange for their wears. Out fitted in better fitting clothes and with a spare in her new pack, Konna and Sil wandered the city, keeping an eye on the frisky Mira as they went. She knew be
Shipwrecked and Stranded XThe Crew had been getting along quite fine. When their new supplies had begun to run low they found a small town not to far away to raid. The only slip up had been that wenches escape. But they had dealt with the boy in the proper fashion. He wouldn't be escaping anytime soon. They had locked him in large closet on the third floor. Pitch black with out a window insight. They fed him food through a trapdoor they had cut into the entrance. He wouldn't be leaving soon.
They crew lounged about at their leisure, glad for the reprieve. The only thing missing were some women to enjoy. But Wisabu wouldn't allow such things. They'd just have to settle with good food. The Captain was lounging on the porch, tossing his knife in one hand and enjoying some spirits with his first mate. Romulus was content. He could get used to this.
Shipwrecked and Stranded IXKonna woke and stretched her body slowly. Sil slept silently on the hammock on the other side of the dying fire. She grinned at his sleeping form. They had spent the last two mornings together and Konna was still in amazement at what this Island, no this entire other world had to offer. There first day on the road they had met a giant Brachiosaur. Konna had been surprised enough when Sil started talking to it in squeaks and whistles. Then a person shouted down from atop the dinosaurs head. Maybe Mira was more than just a pet.
She stoked the fire and cooked up some breakfast. The one thing she'd found odd was the lack of meat in Sil's supplies. Except fish, there was a lot of fish. He told her it was in honor of the saurians, no human on the Island ate read meat or poultry. She didn't contest it, but rather accepted it. She'd never liked meat anyw
Shipwrecked and Stranded VIIIJosh and Rebecca were bound and shackled with rope from the longboats. The Captain left them un-gagged to give directions. They led the crew back to the inn they were staying at. It was a simple job to have Kissenger toss one of his knives at the lonely Innkeeper when his back was turned. The Crew if the Merrywhether now had a headquarters.
Wisabu laid her claim onto the kitchen and began to make a good meal from the loads of stores. The rest of the crew picked out rooms they liked, and settled in to a much more comfortable place for their stay. The inn was off the main road, and hidden in a grove of trees, perfect for the start of some raids. The crew would shake this island by its roots.
They tossed their two prisoners into the basement, tying it with thick rope from the abandoned ship. Josh and Rebecca tumbled down the stairs and landed in a heap on the dirt floor. There wasn't much to loo
Shipwrecked and Stranded VIISil rubbed Konna's back gently until he was sure she was asleep. He then reached for his tools and began to work on removing the stitches. It was a very simple procedure with the equipment he had, so his mind was free to wander as he worked.
He had found a dolphinback. He'd met many of them before, and seen his parents and relative's shelter and consol many of them who'd lost family. He was just glad he hadn't turned into his father, a simple pat on the back and "you'll be fine," to every dolphinback the man had met, no matter what the circumstances.
He wondered if Konna had lost family in the shipwreck. It might be why she was that distraught. His hands flew over her stitches, snipping and pulling, and before he knew it he was finished. After applying a healing salve that was strictly produced in Trader caravans, he took the ruined stitches and disposed of them in his latrine, then took the tools
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