Lt. Aya Brea (mitochondriaaya) wrote in chaos_precip, @ 2010-09-04 19:45:00 |
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Aya Brea ~ Crater Wall, Nevada
Critters and Storm Beasts were not suppose to have Space abilities. On top of scales, claws, and a body larger than most houses, Space abilities were just plain cheating.
Of course, no one had forced her to grab hold of the thing when it tried to escape. This particular beast though had run rampant through a few dozen smaller homesteads along her circuit using the storms as cover and she just couldn't let that continue. Of course she'd ended up in the godforsaken part of who-knew-where desert without a horse, but the damn beast was very dead now.
Very, very dead.
She was covered head to toe in dust (and she didn't like to think about the goo that was under that dust) by the time she limped into the nearest town and even breathing through her bandanna hadn't saved her throat. It took long minutes of rinsing and spitting at the nearest water source before she could even actually swallow, never mind the taste of that initial swallow. When she was able to peel her tongue off the roof of her mouth enough to talk her very first words were "Get your hands off me."
It probably sounded rougher than it felt because the poor, hassled Water jumped away from her like he'd been bitten. Water powers just made her itch and it made her snappy. "Sorry." She muttered after another mouthful of water. "Just a little banged up and you don't need to be touching what ever else the damn thing spit on me." Hell, it could be an allergen for all she knew, then she'd get lynched for incapacitating a town doctor!
The Water blinked at her a moment and dusted his hands off. "You're not the merchant?"
Aya couldn't help the grin as she took off her hat and started beating the dust out of the poor thing. She had never been mistaken for a merchant before. "Nope. Ranger Brea. Rode in on a Storm Beast so where the hell am I?"
"Oh." The man was kind enough to hand her another glass of water and a stiff brush for the dusting bit. "Had a merchant come in from up north and collapse, I was expecting him. My apologies for the hands Ranger."
"Don't worry." She was more than willing to forgive now that he wasn't touching her. "Collapsed huh? Heatstroke?" Made sense to her, North being a bit cooler and having trees as compared to the furnace this town was built in.
"From what witnesses told me, looks like he's sick with something." The Water admitted. "He should be here any minute if you want to stick around."
"I might. Still, where am I?"
"Oh, right! Crater Wall, Nevada"
That...wasn't any place she'd heard of, and she'd heard of most little towns. "Great. Where you're post office?"
"Post Office?"
Better and better. Looked like she wasn't going to get a letter off to her friends for a quick teleport back home. "Alright then, where can I buy a horse?" And hopefully look at a map. A map would be really good. "And a room for the night so I can wash up?"
"Just down the street Ranger, can't miss them really."
"Thanks for the water." She put her hat back on so she could touch the brim in lieu of goodbye and headed back out into the heat.