Andia: The Revolution

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Okay this is the first time I've ever post from an iPod. So bear with me.

The night passed slowly. Eventually, the sun began to rise. But its rays were blocked by thick gray clouds. It was a very dark morning.

[Eltee]

Aarys awoke with a dry mouth, and an insistent pressure behind her eyes... The beginnings of a headache. "Ahhh... she sat up slowly, squinting even in dawn's faint grey light. "Aah... Valentin? You awake?"

[King Acunasti]

"What's up, beautiful?" Valentin asked without opening his eyes.

[Eltee]

"I feel like I got hit by a truck." Aarys replied dully.

[King Acunasti]

Valentin grinned. "It's called a hangover. It's what you get when you become wasted before you go to bed. You were bombed last night before you even finished one beer."

[Eltee]

Aarys rubbed her eyes. "I wonder if that healing spell would help a bit..." She muttered.

[King Acunasti]

"No spell helps a hangover, sweetheart." Valentin said, opening his eyes. "I've tried. That's just the way it works. No pain, no game."

[Eltee]

"Thanks for the warning..." She said sullenly. She looked down with sudden surprise. "Where are my clothes?"

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[King Acunasti]

"Relax." Valentin laughed. "We didn't 'do it' last night. But we came damn close to it. Do you remember anything?"

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[Eltee]

"Oh... Yeah. Right." Aarys murmured. She smiled. "Well... You're the expert. How do I get rid of the 'hangover'?"

[King Acunasti]

"It might help if you give me a kiss." Valentin suggested, somehow keeping a straight face.

[Eltee]

Aarys, also keeping a straight face, slapped him lightly across the cheek. "We're going into combat today. Please be serious." After a moment, she felt a bit guilty, so she kissed him anyway.

[King Acunasti]

"I wish I could make all the pain go away." Valentin responded. "But you just got to wait it out, sweetheart."

[Eltee]

"Mmh... Okay. I am guessing we will attack around midday. Will that be late enough, do you think?"

[King Acunasti]

Valentin shook his head. "You could barely stand last night. That's gonna stick with you all day."

[Eltee]

"Oh, dammit..." Aarys sighed. "Aah... Can you do me a favour? Find me some clothes to replace the stuff I lost in the cave?"

[King Acunasti]

"Of course I will." Valentin replied. He stood and began to dress himself.

[Eltee]

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When you come back, I'll just state what corked they are, k?

Aarys slowly managed to slip into her clothes.

[King Acunasti]

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Sounds good.

Valentin left the tent and returned no more than fifteen minutes later. He was carrying a large basket of clothing. "I got some clothes for both of us. I tried finding the same types of things we were wearing before we fell in."

[Eltee]

Aarys dug though the basket, finding a worn, slightly patched brown leather jacket similar to the ones she wore before, some hiking boots, a dark green sweater and a red scarf. "I.. Think some fresh air will do me good." Aarys mumbled, pulling on her new clothes.

[King Acunasti]

Valentin changed into his new clothing as well. It was generally the same type of outfit he'd been wearing before. A light gray T-[&@%!], a black leather jacket, dark gray pants, and black combat boots. "You want me to go with you, or should I stay behind?"

[Eltee]

"Whatever you like. I'm just gonna clean my M1 and talk to the One."

[King Acunasti]

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I think I typed in 'T-sh*t'.

"You probably just need some alone time." Valentin suggested. "That actually might help your hangover a little. I don't wanna be a pain. I'll take care of some stuff in here."

He winked. "I love ya."

[Eltee]

Aarys kissed Valentin again. "Love ya too." She ducked out of the tent, holding her rifle and it's maintenance kit. She busied herself for the next period if time cleaning and fine-tuning the mechanism. Surprisingly, the solitary work cleared her head considerably. The hangover still lurked, but muted. She likewise cleaned the Luger and TT both, and sharpened the Garand bayonet. Finally, she came to the sword.
It was flat-edged, two sided and about four and a half feet long. It appeared to be silver, but it had proven itself more resilient in the fight in the caves. Qarys suspected a minor enchantment. It's blade was embroidered with a vine pattern, and the simple T-shaped hilt was wrapped in black leather.
The blade remained in good condition, so she cleaned what remained of the blood, bone, brain and cartilage off the blade.

[Leyyuce]

Peter departed from his own tent as Aarys prepped her weapons for the battle soon to come; he paused as he walked by, fascinated by her seemingly ceremonial melee weapon.

"That's a very elaborate weapon," he noted rather bluntly, stepping closer so that he stood beside Aarys.

"I can't imagine that it's of much use in the midst of a gunfight, however appealing it is to the eye." He held his own rifle a bit higher as he spoke, as if to display its practical superiority.