Deadlands

Chapter 7 - No Time for Tea

     They all had jumped, in hopes to hear an answer after almost ten minutes of silence.., but their burst of energy quickly formed into a pitted dismiss of shame towards me. Moments passed and Aehrith finally said something.
     "That's all for tonight, gentlemen," She said quietly. "Go home to your respected places of rest.. Meet back at noon in the 'morrow."

     I sat ashamed until the room was cleared. It was hard not to tell how disappointed they were. I had a feeling my answer was not suspected. Crow stayed back, staring out the window. I sat there watching him watch the blackness from the bright-ish, candle and fire lit, warm insides of this house.
"Crow?"
"...Yes?" He asked to the window.
"I.., don't know..., I don't know what to do right now..,"
     He kept staring out. He waited for a while. I stood up from the chair.
     "Sleep." He said.
"Wha-?" I asked, about to walk over to him.
"I don't need to repeat myself, now let's go.. We have to sleep in the living room." He snapped. He turned around from the window and led the way back to the room. The chairs were still there. We took the chairs and stacked them against the wall. He reached over and threw me a couple blankets to sleep on, and, of course, a pillow. We set them up separately and we laid down to sleep.

. . .

     I sat upon a long wide plain laid with stone as fine as skin. I felt it's coldness surround me to make me shiver. I rubbed my hands up and down it to feel it's fineness. It looked rather odd but quite un-alarming. The endlessness of the land around me was breathtaking. I stand up. Realizing I'm nude I cover up, only to notice no one is around. I remove my hands and walk forward and go to stretch. A pool of water starts to grow in front of me.. It keeps rising it starts coming from other spots about 4 meters in a grid-like formation. It keeps rising and rising. It's about waist high. The water is oddly warm. I move about to see if there is anything to save me in my panic. The water is about chest high.. I'm not floating at all... A stream of water pours upon my head from above me. After the water reaches way above me I notice being under here only makes it much harder to move.. A current from above pushes me down and I wake up.

. . .

     "Ferrin.., Ferrin?" Aehrith asked quietly to attempt  to wake me up. I replied with a tired slur of mumbled words. She shone a candle light in my face. I close my eyes tighter and shove it away, for it wasn't bright, but I didn't want to catch on fire.
     "Ferrin, it's me, Aehrith," she said, "Let's get up, come on. I'd like to go on a walk with you."
     "What's that?" I asked, opening my eyes finally. She was sitting on her knees, kneeling down in front of me.
     "Come now, it's time to go. There is much to discuss, away from.., these 'distractions'."
     I got up and put on some provided clothes; how convenient for I had disgusting old and travel-worn garments that I had been wearing underneath my discarded armor since the preparations of the battle. These new clothes seemed a little odd, having that symbol again, I believe- It is; one of the spare outfits for the others here. Red, black for the symbol, and almost corded, but rather more like any wool sweater. The pants however were greyish and had but the symbol again, this time in gold just below the nice little pockets. They seemed rather expensive, given the make.

     "Now, It's rather chilly out, this fine late fall morning, so I'll give you one of these coats too. Let me know if it does not fit." She said as she opened up the closet and pulling out a nice, seemingly black coat; throwing it to me. I put it on and its a perfect fit. I notice its very much like the other clothes, expensive make, same colours, although exceptionally tough. I could tie this to a horse pulled carriage whilst tied to a post and it could probably hold. This coat has a red interior and the dark grey on the out.
And with the sleeves folded up I fold them back down. With a quick look up from my amazement in the clothing, I notice Aehrith is currently already in her white coat, seemingly the same make but rather more thicker. No bother, I just put on provided boots and uncomfortably assure myself that this isn't the worst, nor most awkward thing that could happen today.