Rustam is somewhat pale, but is breathing fine. Hearing his sister's voice, he cracks open an eye. "Adwen?" he asks. Seeing his sister's frantic face above him, he opens both eyes blearily, scowls, and sits up, batting away her hands. "I'm fine, I'm fine, lemme alone! Stop it, Adwen, I'm fine, really... How are you feeling?" he asks, looking at her in concern. Well, she /seems/ to be alright, though she's quite a mess in wet clothes that have been now coated in sand, making her look rather like some scraggly-haired sand monster. He probably didn't look much different, though... "Good grief, I feel dizzy..." he says suddenly, laying back down with a /fwump/ and then staring blankly up at the blue sky. -- Ocean

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Date Posted: 16:40:57 01/02/04 Fri
Author: Rustam
Subject: Rustam is somewhat pale, but is breathing fine. Hearing his sister's voice, he cracks open an eye. "Adwen?" he asks. Seeing his sister's frantic face above him, he opens both eyes blearily, scowls, and sits up, batting away her hands. "I'm fine, I'm fine, lemme alone! Stop it, Adwen, I'm fine, really... How are you feeling?" he asks, looking at her in concern. Well, she /seems/ to be alright, though she's quite a mess in wet clothes that have been now coated in sand, making her look rather like some scraggly-haired sand monster. He probably didn't look much different, though... "Good grief, I feel dizzy..." he says suddenly, laying back down with a /fwump/ and then staring blankly up at the blue sky.
In reply to: Adwen 's message, "Adwen drearily opens her eyes to find herself lying on dry sand and feeling rather the worse for the wear. "Urgh," she says, feeling quite disoriented. "Where am I?" Working herself up onto her elbows, she lifts her head and looks about, taking in the scene. Memory crashes down onto her, and she moans again and forces herself to sit up, feeling somewhat woozy. But the monster appears to be dead, at least for now. That was good. She sees Rustam lying unconscious a few feet away and scrambles over. "Rustam! Are you alright?" she asks desperately, thinking, /He's my little brother...don't let him die! He's got to be alright, he's got to!/" on 16:31:29 01/02/04 Fri

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Adwen feels much relieved, though she still can't help but feel a little worried about her brother. Pulling her knees to her chest, she asks, "You /sure/ you're alright?" (NT) -- Adwen, 16:43:56 01/02/04 Fri
- "Yes, yes, I'm perfectly fine," he mumbles, blinking. He shifts his position, folding his arms under the back of his head, and looks at Adwen. "That thing with the tentacles, that tried to eat you...is it dead? What finally killed it?" (NT) -- Rustam, 16:47:28 01/02/04 Fri
  - She shrugs. "I don't know...but it's dead, apparently. How did you get dragged into this, anyway?" (NT) -- Adwen, 16:50:43 01/02/04 Fri
    - "I was just down the beach, teaching Mackai - drat, Mackai. I told her to stay there until I came back..." He jerks upright and looks down the beach, just barely glimpsing what could possibly be a young elven girl leaving the beach. He's almost positive that it's Mackai; the area is about right, and the size of the girl. He sighs. "Oh well; I'll have to find her later. I was teaching her to throw knives and overheard the commotion, so came to help," he says by way of explanation, at Adwen's inquisitive look. "Egh, speaking of knives...d'you wanna come help me look for mine?" he asks. "Hopefully they got washed in by the tide..." Ignoring Adwen's exasperated rolling of eyes, he gets up and leads the way down to the water's edge to start looking for his knives. (NT) -- Rustam, 17:01:18 01/02/04 Fri

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