RE: Swamped
12-22-2017, 03:24 AM
You start singing again to get the attention of your captors. When they turn towards you, you awkwardly gesture with your left leg towards the object.
"There's something over there. Um, I think it might be under the weapon I lost."
The two-armed one heads over as their partner keeps an eye on you.
"Haska donro."
Haska, they used that word earlier too. Maybe it means "found"? Then the other words could mean "someone" and "something", or similar terms.
They come back with your slicer, and a very strange metal object. It's got a round center on some kind of axle, but rather than a wheel around the edge, it just seems to have... well, they look more like thick blades than anything else. But they look too small to be very useful as a weapon. You can't imagine wielding something like that without hurting yourself.
"Arraship?" the one-armed woman suggests. It sounds like she's trying to repeat something she heard, but doesn't quite have it.
"Grof," replies the other one with a shrug. So that term probably means uncertainty. Could be "I don't know", or just "maybe". Maybe if you listen long enough, you can get some idea of the language. They use a lot more words when they're arguing, but it's harder to pick anything out.
"The, uh, the wood thing is mine," you say. "It's a training weapon. No idea about the other thing."
"Egrin," says the woman. You suspect that means you're not getting your slicer back any time soon, not that you were really expecting to.
The other one just puts the objects in a large bag, then resumes prodding you to march.
"I'm too tired to walk," you protest. "I already walked all the way here."
The woman makes an annoyed sound - you can't tell if it's a word or just a grunt - and then picks you up with her one arm.
Well. That's kind of solved your problem.
What's odd, though, is that after they walk down the road for a bit, they turn away from the settlement. Where could they be taking you?
"There's something over there. Um, I think it might be under the weapon I lost."
The two-armed one heads over as their partner keeps an eye on you.
"Haska donro."
Haska, they used that word earlier too. Maybe it means "found"? Then the other words could mean "someone" and "something", or similar terms.
They come back with your slicer, and a very strange metal object. It's got a round center on some kind of axle, but rather than a wheel around the edge, it just seems to have... well, they look more like thick blades than anything else. But they look too small to be very useful as a weapon. You can't imagine wielding something like that without hurting yourself.
"Arraship?" the one-armed woman suggests. It sounds like she's trying to repeat something she heard, but doesn't quite have it.
"Grof," replies the other one with a shrug. So that term probably means uncertainty. Could be "I don't know", or just "maybe". Maybe if you listen long enough, you can get some idea of the language. They use a lot more words when they're arguing, but it's harder to pick anything out.
"The, uh, the wood thing is mine," you say. "It's a training weapon. No idea about the other thing."
"Egrin," says the woman. You suspect that means you're not getting your slicer back any time soon, not that you were really expecting to.
The other one just puts the objects in a large bag, then resumes prodding you to march.
"I'm too tired to walk," you protest. "I already walked all the way here."
The woman makes an annoyed sound - you can't tell if it's a word or just a grunt - and then picks you up with her one arm.
Well. That's kind of solved your problem.
What's odd, though, is that after they walk down the road for a bit, they turn away from the settlement. Where could they be taking you?
There's no reason for this | Or this | Death is inevitable | You can't challenge fate | The smallest change | I'm overwhelmed
I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse
I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse