17th June, 2002
The heat has subsides for awhile, am I glad for that. What I'm not glad at is the way my temper has changed. I was once a ruthless woman of 22 years, now I am acting like a spoiled 15 year old. I must remain and retain my spirit, if I don't we will never get out of here alive. If I have to, I'll sacrifice myself for the protection of my friends.
Although the temperature was down to a hundred and one degrees, it was still too hot to go out. Qua Sho had given specific instructions that she was to stay inside the pyramid, no matter what happened. She was getting a little angry at Janet, no not angry she was furious. Janet had given her the finger a few times over the few days that she had been up and walking about. Paula, she understood why she came back but Janet didn't.
"I ought to slaughter her on the spot." Janet snarled.
"You are over estimating Angela." Sue exclaimed.
"Really? Really am I?" Janet howled. "She should have stayed away!"
"She's waiting for the perfect moment." Karen sighed. "Can't go in this heat."
"Angela is a coward!" Janet screamed.
"No she is not!" Kelly yelled.
"She is, I can prove it." Janet hissed.
The chance didn't come any that week, the heat bounced back up into the high hundreds. Angela was indeed waiting for the perfect moment, but it needed to be perfect. No missteps and no mistakes this time. The woods had given her her new plan of escape. They could run in and climb some trees then swing from branch to branch like a monkey. It'd keep the trail down atleast until the reached the river.
The hottest day every arrived on the twenty-fourth of June, it was so hot that many Yautja were forbiden to step foot out of their pyramids. There was no school, no work and no training in session. Celtic, Chopper and Scar had been invited previously to a banquet in honour of achieving their manhood, but had to cancel. The only one outside was Qua Sho, and he was looking really sickly.
His green skin had turned a pale grey in colour and his eyes had lost all of their fury. He could hardly move without stopping to take a breath of air from an emergency breath mask. Angela noticed these things, but she ignored them. Qua Sho was a big guy and he would probably not be sick for more than a day. But it wasn't like that, on June twenty-seventh he fell before her eyes and couldn't get up.
"Qua Sho, oh my god, Qua Sho are you okay?" Angela exclaimed.
Qua Sho lifted his head and tried to speak, but his throat was so dry. With a cough, he fell back and fainted. Angela yelled and checked his pulse. It was slow, too slow for a guy of his size. Mustering all of her strength, she pushed her arms against his back and lifted him up. Since he weighed so much, she couldn't walk up the stairs, so she layed him down on the couch. She checked his pulse again and noticed it had slowed down even more. Before long, he wasn't breathing at all.
Raising her arms up high, and with a high rattling war cry escaping her lips, she slammed her double fisted hands down on his chest. Checking his pulse again, she noticed he was breathing. It was getting stronger and stronger until it reached its normal rate. Opening his eyes for only a second, he smiled warmly. Then he fainted again.
Angela didn't waste any time, she rushed into the kitchen and started preparing a pot of green tea. Leaving that to boil, she went into the bathroom and grabbed the medicomp. Slipping a few tablets into the tea, she hoped for the best. The tea was done in less that fifteen minutes. When Angela returned, she found Qua Sho sweating badly.
"Here, drink this, it'll help." Angela sighed.
Qua Sho's lips moved, the glass of tea was gone. Angela left the room and this time returned with the entire pot. She tilted Qua Sho's head way back, and poured the pots liguid down his throat. He started moaning and before long, his eyes were open. Walking back into the kitchen, she readied another pot for another batch of tea. While that was getting ready, she grabbed a cloth from the rack under the sink and moistened it with cold water.
"What happened?" Qua Sho grunted.
"You collapsed, fainted and you are sick." Angela sighed. "Calm yourself, let me take care of you."
"Uh, what's that smell?" Qua Sho asked.
"Making green tea." Angela announced.
"Mmmm, anticipation." Qua Sho grunted.
"I'm going to need to move you." Angela said. "Up to our bedroom."
"I'm not sure I have the strength." Qua Sho whispered.
"All you have to do is hold you feet underneath you, as I carry you..."Angela started.
"You carry me?" Qua Sho whispered. "Call Lotoja to help you."
Angela did this with no fuss. She was glad to have the aged Yautja here, helping her get Qua Sho into bed. Before he left, he wished her luck and Qua Sho well. The tea had been made, and walking up the stairs wasn't easy with the pot. The large steps, larger than her feet, slowed her down. She didn't want to spill a drop. Walking into the bedroom was easy, but getting Qua Sho to drink the tea was easier.
"Tilt your head back...there we go." Angela cooed. "Now drink slowly."
"Mmm, I knew I'd enjoyed your company." Qua Sho whispered. He drank with long slurps.
"That's my big guy." Angela cooed.
"Now what?" Qua Sho asked.
"Now I cool you off some." Angela sighed.
Placing the pot off to the side, Angela pulled out the still cold rag and lifting the sheet from Qua Sho, she started cooling him off. He moaned every time it was swiped over his belly and chest. He purred when she brought it up his arms and legs. He groaned when she wiped his face and finally he didn't make any sound as she touched his penis.
"There we go." Angela sighed. "All clean."
"Thanks dear." Qua Sho sighed.
"I need to go some medicine, be right back." Angela said.
"Hurry back dear." Qua Sho whispered.
Angela found Lotoja's house easily, it was the biggest on the block. Golden walls, red rimmed window sills and white stairs. Silently knocking on his door, she waited. When no one answered she knocked again but harder. Still no one answered, so she banged her fists up against the door. It was then that it opened. Lotoja, wearing only a robe, was rubbing his eyes.
"You know what time it is?" Lotoja asked.
"No, Lotoja I need antibiotics." Angela said.
"You need what?" Lotoja yawned.
"Antibiotics...medicine for Qua Sho." Angela sighed.
"Oh, good thing I have some right here." Lotoja said.
"Thanks." Angela said.
"No problem little lady."
Angela walked back to the pyramid, thinking seriously that this was the perfect time for escape. But something in her heart stopped her, she couldn't leave Qua Sho in his sickened state. He needed help, he needed her. With a sigh, she opened the door to her pyramid and slowly walked up the stairs. She could hear Qua Sho snoring, it was a good sign. While he slept, she gave him the medicine and hoped for the best.