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Shipwrecked and Stranded XVIIICaptain Romulus stalked about his domain like an angry Tyrannosaur. He hadnt slept well the night before, and the heat of the day wasnt sweetening his mood any. He growled as members of his crew, the women he had caught, and the few animals that dared stay in the Inn. Two of his prisoners had escaped in the night, and now odd sounds were coming from the surrounding wilderness. Romulus new something was a foot and he wanted nothing to do with it.
Wisabu watched him go from her place by the kitchen door. When she was sure he was gone she snuck past him and up the stairs. She stopped before the closet that held the lad Josh. She took the set of lock picks she had for these occasions and quickly picked the weak lock. The door opened to a rather mangy looking man who gasped and shied away from the sudden light.
There isnt much time. Wisabu told Josh in a hushed vo
Shipwrecked and Stranded XVIIWisabu stepped out the back door sadly. She had given the girls the evening off. She wasnt very happy with Romuluss ideas for this crew. He was getting a bit too intrusive. If they had landed up anywhere else, she wouldnt have minded in the slightest. But here, it seemed almost cruel to take advantage of these people, who lacked weapons and the skill to use them. Yet they seemed so much smarter than even the most sharp tongued politician shed met in her day. She was beginning to have second thoughts.
Wisabu checked on the tiny little garden that had been here on their arrival, she had already harvested the best of the crop a few days ago yet the plants already had new, almost ripe vegetables on vine and branch. Another thing about this place, the plants seemed so familiar yet so different. Wisabu wasnt daft, she knew when something was up. A sharp
Why do We do the Things We Do?Why do we do the things we do? Why are we such liars and cheats and scandals? He asked himself all this questions as he stood there before the door with the plastic grin on his face. His shirt was ruffled, his hair everywhere, like he'd either rushed to put on the khaki short sleeved garment, or he'd just had sex. But the smile was too fake, too imaginary for sex. Nothing more than a front to stop awkward questions.
But did he want those questions unanswered? Did he want to show the world a lying shank? Had he sunk that low? As he turned the knob on the door he began to wonder, and his smile began to fade. What was the point? Why did he have to lie?
Why, he thought, must he play the part in an organization that what against his very beliefs? Because he feared his fathers disappointment? Because his mother continued to guilt him into it?
And why, pray tell,
Shipwrecked and Stranded XVIRebecca opened her eyes to the inside of a tin roof. She moaned and tried to place her hand on her head.
"Hush dearie you need to relax. You're not out of the woods yet," said a plump woman as she dabbed at Rebecca's forehead with a wet cloth. Rebecca attempted to stand, but a Dryosaurus popped his head into her vision.
"You must not move. You are severely dehydrated." He barked at her. Her mind could barely translate what he said, yet she nodded and slumped down. The woman brought a straw to her lips and Rebecca sipped it groggily.
"This will help dearie. I promise we'll help your fiancé. But you need to be able to lead us to him." The woman patted her hand weakly.
"You… you know about Josh?" Rebecca could feel the sleeping drug pulling on her consciousness.
"Of course dearie and we'll help you. The Westclan family T
Shipwrecked and Stranded XVWhen Sil didn't come after her immediately Konna broke into a run. She didn't stop until she was far from both her camp and the caravan. She found a secluded rock and fell onto it. She curled her knees up to her chest and began to cry. She cried for a long time, too consumed by this whole new life of her's that was changing so fast. Was it only a week ago that she had been shipwrecked?
She heard the sound of footsteps behind her and didn't turn to face what she thought must be Sil.
"Go away; I don't want to talk right now." She said to the person behind her.
"But please," croaked a voice that sounded nothing like Sil's, "I'm lost and my fiancé is in terrible danger." Konna turned to see a young woman about her age leaning against a tree like she had to hold it up; though it was most likely the opposite.
Konna stood to help the exhausted woman. "Don't worry," she said. "I know just who can
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
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