[07:33p] 
malih woke as Lar-Torvis peeked over the horizon, her nose wrinkling as she inhaled deeply the stench emmating from the one she didn't recognize was dead. Tentatively popping one eye open and then the other, she pushed herself to sitting, pausing a moment to recollect where she was, a frown forming on dry lips.
[07:33p] malih : Still here
[07:34p] malih looked to the yet unonscious person lying still in the sand, noting the paleness of skin.
[07:36p] malih : Perhaps that will teach you to drink so much. Ilithia once gave me wine, delicious, sweet wine. I was sick for a full two days afterwards.
[07:37p] malih looked toward the trees at the edge of the beach where the shoreline began to slope upwards.
[07:38p] malih : Well, you should at least manage to get yourself out of the rising sun's path or you will burn. I do not think I can pull you that far.
[07:41p] malih lifted unsteadily to her feet, stumbling a little in the sand. A few moments and the dizziness passed, but it was answered by the fierce growl of her stomach. Shrugging it off, she bent at the dead man's head, sliding her arms beneath his, grunting as she tried to lift him, pulling backwards until she fell into the sand with an "umph."
[07:41p] malih : Okay, well I've tried to be nice and help you. Perhaps you just need more sleep.
[07:44p] malih nodding, she let go of the man and stood once more, her dry tongue gliding across the bumpy dryness of her lips. Looking toward the water, she knew she couldn't drink. A splash might help though.
[07:45p] malih trudged toward the water, diamonds of sunlight glinting off of it as she waded to her ankles in its welcome coolness. Bending, she cupped small hands as she had before, scooping it up to let it run across her face.
[07:45p] malih : A bath would be delightful right now, but food and water first.
[07:50p] malih liked the gentle caress of the water at her feet, a sigh tumbling from her lips. For a moment she let her eyes close and remembered the bath, and Ilithia. The water had been warm, relaxing. The candlelight cast shadows through the room. And Ilithia had never been more beautiful. Nor she more afraid.
[07:52p] malih felt something brush against her gown and startled, jumping where she stood ankle deep in the water. Sapphire eyes flew open and turned in the direction of the offense, her brow creased seeing a glass bottle floating on the ebb and flow of the tide.
[07:53p] malih bending, she plucked the bottle from the water and lifted it to the light. It was liquid and only perhaps half full.
[07:53p] malih : Hmmm
[07:56p] malih tugged at the stopper and frowned, unable to free it. Turning, she left the water, sitting in the sand not far from it, using her dress to dry the glass. Her face scrunched as she finally worked the stopper free, some of the liquid splashing the white fabric of her gown. It was clear and she almost wondered if it was water.
[07:57p] malih lifted the bottle to her nose and inhaled the content's scent, immediately feeling woozy.
[07:57p] malih : Maybe the water has just been in the bottle too long. But without anything else to drink....
[07:59p] malih lifted the bottle to her lips, taking in a large gulp of paga. Sapphire eyes widened with the fiery taste as it ran over her tongue and down her throat, making her cough in fits and gasp for breath.
[07:59p] malih : WWWWWWHHHHHHEEEEEWWWWWWW!
[08:02p] malih lowered the bottle to the sand, shaking her head wildly
[08:02p] malih : Well, that will wake you up!
[08:03p] malih put the stopper back on the bottle and lifted a little uneasily to her feet, crossing the sands back to where her companion lay. She set the bottle next to him carefully.
[08:03p] malih : When you wake up, this will help.
[08:04p] malih looked again to where the shoreline rose.
[08:05p] malih : I am going to....go find some fresh water, and some food. I will...be back.
[08:10p] malih mumbled about the unacceptability of the bottled water as she started down the beach to where rocky ledges began to climb from it. She smiled hearing the fall of water, her feet quickening in a wobbly sort of way as she made her way toward it. Falling water meant fresh water not from the ocean. Or so she thought. It was just beyond the next copse of trees, but she stopped suddenly unprepared for what she saw.
[08:10p] malih : Like the person on the beach
[08:12p] malih the words were whispered to no one, her mouth agape as she saw someone bathing beneath the fall of water. Belatedly realizing she could be seen, she secreted herself behind the trees, her eyes blinking several times as she watched the person run large hands through dark hair.
[08:13p] malih noted the facial air with some confusion, and the hair that covered the person's muscled chest. It was a fit, fine specimen of a person with long, lean lines, but...
[08:14p] malih : What is that?
[08:15p] malih let sapphire eyes rest on the growth between the person's thighs, lifting a small hand to cover her mouth, sympathy welling in her heart that such a tragedy could befall a person so fit otherwise.
[08:17p] malih watched as the person dropped a hand to the growth. It seemed erect and hard, the person's hand not softening around the growth as though kneading bread.
[08:24p] malih was transfixed as the strange person seemed to be working feverishly now, almost trying to jerk off the growth, pulling at it furiously, grunting. "There must be such pain," she murmured.
[08:27p] malih was sure the person would succumb from the agony of the growth, watching as the person's large hand tugged along it's full, hard length, hips bucking as if trying to force it. Suddenly, there was a great cry of anguish and the hand fell away from the troubling length before the person fell into the pool of water, looking exhuasted.
[08:28p] malih : How awf....
[08:29p] malih lifted a small hand to her mouth before turning, vomiting into the rocky sand before giving into the dizziness and nausea, the world going black.
