Greywolf

Posted on Fri Feb 28th, 2020 @ 1:39am by Commodore Siaxx "Bluemoon" Dvald-Vaxx MD

Mission: Mission 29: Songs Around the Campfire
Location: Planet Surface - Yeneer G1
Timeline: 0800Hrs - February 25th, 2391 - Time Dilation: 19 Months, 4 Days

It had been a few days since Siaxx had come to rest in this cave which was inhabited by a being she nicknamed 'Greywolf' as she took a moment to adjust her clothing as she slowly limped back to the front of his den.

She noticed Greywolf emerging from the woodland nearby, wearing his armor. Siaxx smiled at him despite her weakness.

He flashed her a welcome grin. Being alone for so long had taken a toll on him. And he was not exactly young. Still, he and his massive Orobird did scour the area for any belongings of hers, whenever Little Bluemoon slept. That was what he called her, in reference to the bright blue moon which was one of the neighboring moons to the Gas Giant.

From his pack, the massive, black-matted wolfman pulled out a hypospray, a toolkit of his own, and a tricorder. He indicated the tricorder and the hypospray to her, as if asking if they were hers.

Siaxx's face brightened considerably. "You found them!" she gently plucked the tricorder from his massive hands. "Its waterlogged." as she opened it, water dripping from inside the casing. "I'll need to dry out.. then we can try to get it working again.." she paused. "I wish I had paid more attention in my engineering classes.."

Greywolf laughed again and gently took the tricorder from her. Then put it in a bin filled with some sort of noodle-like grain. Then held his hand out gently in a "Stop" gesture.

Siaxx raised an eyebrow. "Okay." as she gently touched his hand with her own. "Come back in the morning... okay."

He nodded, then reached over by what might of been a poorly-crafted bookshelf, and started to write with a piece of coal. A funny word, but he held it up to the grain bin. Then he spoke it in his grumbled sort of language.

Siaxx regarded his text that he wrote "Grain?" she inquired. "It looks like noodles to me." the small blue skinned woman admitted.

Greywolf tilted his head left in right as if trying to figure out what she was saying.

Siaxx pointed to the container as she curled some of her fingers as she brought her hand to her mouth, the universal sign for eating. "I assume after its made into something..?" she regarded him with a smile.

Greywolf nodded in the affirmative. Then he pulled out a stack of leathers sewn together to make some sort of protective clothing for Siaxx. He handed the stack to her with a toothy grin.

Siaxx gently accepted it as she smiled. "Thank you." as she looked the stack over.

He nodded to her, then sat down and wrote in his journal once more. He always did this, Siaxx had noticed.

Siaxx watched him carefully before she shifted her weight ever so slightly, then she stood up before letting out a soft sigh. Greywolf's response was to look up at her and bob his head questioningly at her.

Siaxx suddenly shot to her feet as she suddenly screamed loudly. "Gaaaahhhh.." she clutched her leg as she moaned in pain. "Charlie horse..." she whimpered as she suddenly felt herself leave the ground as Greywolf picked her up before he gently began to rub her leg.