08-12-2008, 06:26 PM
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Rachias had been spending most of her time tending to her father or keeping watch over the other sickly boy. If she wasn't inside taking care of him, she was just outside the shack sleeping, or at least making an attempt to. It only seemed like they were getting worse, more delirious and tired as time passed, and Ahren seemed sickly lately, even if he wouldn't admit it. She would spy him in her haze of attempted sleep every now and then, watching him as he neared the shack and went inside, but the two of them hadn't really had any time to sit and speak to one another. He had cared for her when she was younger, at least for a short time, after all. Finally, thanks to a full night of rest, Rachias was up and about, finding it a miracle that she hadn't yet been afflicted with whatever sickness was taking the rest of them. With the strap of her pack over one arm and a bucket in hand, Rachias made her way away from Esper Hollow. She was on a mission to get water and perhaps make a stop off in the city at some point, to gather things to help make the sick more comfortable. There was a small lake in the lands, but it made the girl wary, unsure if the water could possibly be tainted by whatever was causing everyone to get sick. Thus began her search for a stream or something of the sort. The young female was quiet as she went, slipping through trees and over stumps, considering the many things that were happening in her life. She'd gone back to find her brother, only to come back with no answers, and now she was possibly losing her father. All that would be left were her family members in Inferni, many of which that she wasn't exactly fond of. Coming to the edge of a stream, finally, she regarded the other female with only a glance, at least for the moment. It did startle her though. The faint scent of Inferni that came off of her. She'd never seen the other before though. "Quiet day." She commented finally, dropping to crouch at the side of the stream. Maybe if she made small talk she would seem less paranoid, might find out more than what her head could possibly muster up. |