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Date Posted: 12:55:53 01/16/02 Wed
Author: Ravin
Subject: In need of water
In reply to: Isobel 's message, "Kidnapping averted" on 11:12:10 01/15/02 Tue

Ravin was having a dream about ditching one of the city guards by ducking down a dark alleyway and jumping into a huge dumpster behind a popular tavern. The smell of rotten food and stale ale assaulted him, making him gag. He held his breathe until he heard the guard pass a few minutes later then sucked in a deep breath which sent him into a coughing fit. That action brought intense pain to his chest for some reason, waking him from his dream instantly.

He looked down, his glazed eyes falling upon a pile of blankets that covered him. The awful smell of the dumpster still lingered and when he turned his head he understood why. Justin was lying beside him, a putrid odor coming from his mouth as he snored lightly. Unsure of where he was, or why he shared sleeping space with the merc, he tried to sit up. Immediately, he let out a cry of pain then lowered himself right back down again.

Suddenly, memories of the prince and the assassin flooded him, and he remembered being hit in the chest with his own dagger. After blinking a few times, he glanced around but was unable to see anything very clearly at the moment. His throat was awfully parched making him wish he had a cup of water to soothe it. Blindly, he felt around with his left hand until he found the ale flask at his belt. With the patience he so often prided himself for, he managed to untie it, but didn't have enough strength to pop open the cover.

The flask fell from his hand when he lost his grip, leaving him a bit aggravated by his unwanted weakness. Quickly, he turned his head away from the sleeping form of Justin when he thought he would heave from the smell that washed over him once again. "Hello?" he called out a moment later, wondering if anyone could hear the sound of his raspy voice. "I need water." He closed his eyes and tried not to think about the awful smell, his dry throat, or the terrible pain he was in.

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