Shadows of JiangXi

[Tomtomrawr]

Power-boating was another of Miller's favourite sports on Cambridge. Speeding little boats through tightly winding rivers, watching the banks and the activity of the countryside farms, hamlets and villages. The boat they had found was similar in size to what Miller drove on Cambridge, but much heavier. Squeezing it around corners took a lot more effort, his fingers still stinging with pain from earlier.

Which was not a lot of help with what he was doing right now. He'd found a relatively straight section of the river and told Vorobiev to take control while he down deck. He'd found a medical kit with string and a sterilised needle, and had begun the process of stitching his wound up. It wouldn't hold for long, but hopefully long enough to get him to a point where he could lie down for a few weeks.

He'd found a box of communist cookies - chuckling after reading the box - and was biting into a Stalin Snap. Join the Revolution! - with a backward R to make it look more Russian - was the phrase that had made him chuckle.

Stitching up the wound took half an hour of torture - from the wound itself and his fingers as they tried to keep a hold of the tiny needle and work it into his skin. Twice Vorobiev had disturbed him, needing Miller's help to guide the boat through a particularly tricky corner, but he'd actually expected more.

Eventually he'd finished, and joined Vorobiev up-top holding the box of cookies. Stalin Snaps, Trotsky Treats, Sherbert Lenins, Marx Munchies, Katz Krunchies and Engel Eclaires were the treats on selection in the box. He took the reigns of the boat again, allowing Vorobiev to go down under and do whatever he wanted to do.

All he could hear was the splashing of the water against the sides of the boat, and the gentle hum of the engine as it pushed the ship forward. It was on a fairly low setting to keep the noise down and not alert any creatures or people nearby to their presence. He kept driving the boat, his only wish being to hear a sweet bird call in amongst all of the violence and pain that was all that now remained of the forests of JiangXi.

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.