Silence
Anonymous Me
Groaning a little at the tap on his cheek he opened his eyes and stared at her for a moment. Taking the bottle in one hand he nodded. "Alright let's move." His head had started to pound and he wasn't feeling any better. In fact maybe a little worse. Opening the bottle he took a quick swig and capped it again. Seemed that the girl had thought he would need a cart. A mildly amused grin came to his face. "Oh I think I'll walk just fine." Sitting on the edge of the cart he stuffed the pillow under his injured arm and reached for the blanket. "You tie this around me. Make it firm and that'll keep my arm from moving." The pillow would help absorb some of the impact of walking.
Besides the faster they could move the better. Wincing a little he adjusted his arm once the blanket was tied around him. It draped from over his injured arm and tied under his other. Then the other corners had tied just at his waist. Helped keep him warm too.
The blood on his good hand had crusted over by now and he made a fist. It pulled on the skin and then the blood cracked. Rubbing his fingers together he tried to rub as much blood off as possible. They were barely reaching the outskirts of the city and he started to get tired again. "So do you know of a water source that's upstream from the city?" With a quarantine recently or even not so recently he didn't want to drink anything that would be possibly contaminated. "You know this bottle won't last forever."
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By the time they reached the outskirts of the city he was getting frustrated. "A desert." That was exactly what it had to be. "Oh excuse me...semi desert." There wasn't enough water for trees and barely enough for the nasty sharp tipped shrubbery that grew on the ground. "You been here before?" For some reason he kept getting the idea the lady had possibly been familiar with the region.
Besides the faster they could move the better. Wincing a little he adjusted his arm once the blanket was tied around him. It draped from over his injured arm and tied under his other. Then the other corners had tied just at his waist. Helped keep him warm too.
The blood on his good hand had crusted over by now and he made a fist. It pulled on the skin and then the blood cracked. Rubbing his fingers together he tried to rub as much blood off as possible. They were barely reaching the outskirts of the city and he started to get tired again. "So do you know of a water source that's upstream from the city?" With a quarantine recently or even not so recently he didn't want to drink anything that would be possibly contaminated. "You know this bottle won't last forever."
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By the time they reached the outskirts of the city he was getting frustrated. "A desert." That was exactly what it had to be. "Oh excuse me...semi desert." There wasn't enough water for trees and barely enough for the nasty sharp tipped shrubbery that grew on the ground. "You been here before?" For some reason he kept getting the idea the lady had possibly been familiar with the region.