hexenhold (hexenhold) wrote in nomadsrpg, @ 2013-02-23 17:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | complete, lawliss, ley ley, week one |
Monday 21st
Who: Ley Ley & OPEN
Where: One of the posts at the end of the bridge closest to Chet territory
Why: Ley Ley's freezing her ass off on guard duty
When: Monday 21st mid morning
Status: Complete
"Couldn't have been a chef? Nooo I had to be a guard, gotta have the big guns. Fucking freezing my ass off up here," she stamped her feet on the ground trying to encourage the blood to circulate her body and with it bring heat to the surface of her skin. Of course she knew better, up here sitting and standing still for so long all the blood had rushed to keep her organs from freezing and so there was very little working to keep the outer layers of her body from feeling like tiny icicles were trying to puncture her and turn her into some sort of frost giant. "Of course if I was a forst giant," she thought out loud, "I wouldn't be cold," 'Who'd be hot blooded?' she thought to herself.
She pulled her scarf further up under her chin trying to cover her ears at the same time and sat down with her legs hugged close to her chest. Setting her chin on the tops of her knees she sighed watching as her breath turned to smoke in front of her. There wasn't even anybody on the bridge to scout, shout or shoot at so here she was frozen and bored. Suddenly she remembered who'd been on guard duty before and with an enlightened smile she got up, crouched over on the floor and whipped out a knife to jimmy one of the slats of the post up. Lying, all cosy in a small carved out space was a small flask. Ley Ley withdrew it, popped the top and inhaled. The smell of whiskey filled her nostrils and without hesitation she took a swig delighting in the burn that slid down the back of her throat. "Beauty," she sighed.
Standing back up she resumed her earlier position and sipped at the flask steadily like a baby on a bottle and waited for anybody, anything, to run into her line of sight.