Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2013 16:07:32 GMT -5
Why, why, why did he not pack any food!? Or at least, not enough to last a prolonged journey on the open water. Eureka groaned as he slumped back into his boat, the oars hanging over the sides He had been out here for a couple of days now, his food supply was exhausted, and his stomach had been grumbling for the last two hours non stop. His muscles ached, lacking much strength to move, let alone keep rowing. The sun was boring down on him. It would have seemed like such a nice day, if he hadn't been exposed to the sun non stop for several days. His hatwas pulled over his eyes to protect them from the sun.
Slowly, he pulled himself upright, looking around the water. You figured he would have found something, ANYTHING by now. An island, a boat, even a floating barrel. Something to break up the dull view of blue water. He was close to tearing his hair out from insanity. Maybe if he dived into the water and started swimming, maybe something would come up at him. A shark, or maybe even a seaking. You know it was getting bad when a seaking attack was preferrable to this. He was used to lazing about on the farm, but this was rediculous. He wanted to have adventures, meet new people. Not be stuck on a boat.
His eyes looked skyward, almost being blinded by the sun. "God..." he murmured softly, "I know I don't ask much, but if you would, say, bring a ship along to pick me up, I promise I will hijack it and convert it into a church in your honour..."
Slowly, he pulled himself upright, looking around the water. You figured he would have found something, ANYTHING by now. An island, a boat, even a floating barrel. Something to break up the dull view of blue water. He was close to tearing his hair out from insanity. Maybe if he dived into the water and started swimming, maybe something would come up at him. A shark, or maybe even a seaking. You know it was getting bad when a seaking attack was preferrable to this. He was used to lazing about on the farm, but this was rediculous. He wanted to have adventures, meet new people. Not be stuck on a boat.
His eyes looked skyward, almost being blinded by the sun. "God..." he murmured softly, "I know I don't ask much, but if you would, say, bring a ship along to pick me up, I promise I will hijack it and convert it into a church in your honour..."