Marduk's starting to think she'll feel excluded from any group. All of her highblood classmates look down on her for blood, and many refuse to talk to her outright: they'll all be heading off to ships and colony planets, but she's the only student, save for the four sweep old Dammeo, who will be sent to the caverns. Why bother making connections with the girl you'll never see again, when you're surrounded with children you might be stationed with?
She's never had that problem with lowbloods. Jade is rare enough that most think she's just olive, and she's always been treated like one of them. But at times like these, when they're all doing strange things like they're perfectly normal...
It's almost a relief when she notices the way that Pheres is drowsing, half-perched on Riccin's shoulder. She's read about the dangers of sunlight: it's important to know, for all that it doesn't apply to her. And sleepiness, all of the guides said, is one of the first signs of danger.
Marduk gently tugs a water bottle free from her decimal sylladex, where it's been catalogued as 600.641 (Food & Drink), and heads over. She taps him on the shoulder, carefully, and holds out the water bottle. "Excuse me, Pheres," she says. "Um. You should drink this."
"It's water with additional electrolytes added in order to prevent dehydration." He's already drank contaminated liquid once tonight, and she doesn't want him to be unaware. "You've been in the sun for a great deal of time, so you should rehydrate."
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She's never had that problem with lowbloods. Jade is rare enough that most think she's just olive, and she's always been treated like one of them. But at times like these, when they're all doing strange things like they're perfectly normal...
It's almost a relief when she notices the way that Pheres is drowsing, half-perched on Riccin's shoulder. She's read about the dangers of sunlight: it's important to know, for all that it doesn't apply to her. And sleepiness, all of the guides said, is one of the first signs of danger.
Marduk gently tugs a water bottle free from her decimal sylladex, where it's been catalogued as 600.641 (Food & Drink), and heads over. She taps him on the shoulder, carefully, and holds out the water bottle. "Excuse me, Pheres," she says. "Um. You should drink this."
"It's water with additional electrolytes added in order to prevent dehydration." He's already drank contaminated liquid once tonight, and she doesn't want him to be unaware. "You've been in the sun for a great deal of time, so you should rehydrate."