» Fri May 27, 2011 10:49 am
The next day dawns over the weary travellers. Ian wakes up from the heat of the new sun, and unravels himself from his sleeping bag and stands up. He stars gently waking everyone up.
Ian: Hey, everyone, let's get on movng. Ikkie, come on, show us the way.
Icarus simply continues sleeping and grumbles. Ian start poking him and says,
Ian: Ikkie, wake up!
Icarus continues sleeping.
Ian: Damn. Well, we aren't going anywhere without Ikkie, so let's stay here and relax for the meantime, while Ikkie continues sleeping. Now, if you don't mind, I'll make some breakfast.
Ian takes some canned clam chowder out, and takes a lighter from another section of his bag, and relights the fire. He simply opens the wide can, and props it up over the fire with an assortment of sturdy sticks. He then takes a book out. The book has a rough label stuck on it, saying "Garbage Book - For Lighting" on top of the title. The spine however, reads "Hey, Good Looking". Ian opens it and tears pages out with glee and passion, and throws them into the fire, somehow glad to be rid of the book. He rips out a few more pages into the fire, and closes the book, storing it in the bag.