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rinkhcTitle: Snow Day
Fandom: Original Fiction - Lizards ‘verse
Series: Kat’s Therapy Journal - 6th Tensway, 5433
Prompt: Natural Disasters
Medium: FIC
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 776
Summary: Ontferia Historical Record: 5th Tensway, 5433. (Weather) Blizzard.
Content Notes: No standard notes apply
6th Tensway, 5433
Subject: Snow
I am going to be proactive, Doctor Ellie, and assume that you will want to discuss the weather when we meet. Since I’m stuck in headquarters with no power and minimal heat, I’ll just huddle in my blankets to stay warm and keep myself occupied with paperwork. I’m not allowed to help with the digging out because of the baby. I am a fat lump on the furniture, swaddled in blankets.
We are very lucky, most of the base is still standing after a whole night of storming. The wind has finally died down and the snow is not coming down as hard as it was earlier in the morning. I’m glad we made the decision a few moons ago to throw extra supports in most of the buildings that still have canvas roofs, or I think we might have had a great number of casualties with this storm.
Needless to say, Chase is now insisting that headquarters needs to be a proper building with a cement floor and a ‘real’ roof. He feels strongly that it isn’t right that the mess hall is serving as emergency quarters for people whose tents went down. I have a feeling the next shipment of wood we get from the station on the harvesting moon is going to go straight towards building a headquarters building. I might have to back down on my stand about civilian housing getting priority.
I’m a little lonely, it’s eerily quiet out there and I’m all by myself here. It was dark in our sleeping quarters, so I came out front to sit on the lounge by the stove. Every once in awhile, someone comes by to warm up and I’ll have company for a time. Chase brought us both a container of hot soup and sat with me while he warmed up and ate his. He spent the morning with the crew trying to dig out the barracks tent that collapsed and get the soldiers out. They were all huddled in the one corner that was still standing, a few broken bones and bruises, but no life threatening injuries. I think the people digging them out fared worse, our people don’t have the heavy weather gear to be out in this kind of storm for extended periods of time. The mess hall is serving a lot of soup today.
The troubling part about this storm is that there was no warning. The science guys that keep an eye on the weather patterns didn’t predict this thing, it came out of nowhere. I hope this isn’t a portent of winters to come. Since we haven’t been here a full year just yet, we haven’t learned the weather patterns on this planet. Yes, we have the surveys the Xenbarin did when they were considering this planet as a location for a colony, but those surveys were only done periodically and don’t give us an accurate picture of what the day to day weather is.
My nose is cold. We didn’t have snow when I was a child on Gaillia. I don’t remember it on Sharshun either. Echo Base occasionally got hit with storms like this. I remember being thrilled when classes were cancelled at the Academy and we were able to go outside and roughhouse in the snow. For the record, Tadd Davi’dan was the meanest snowball maker on base. If he wasn’t on your team in a snowfight, you were doomed. Hauck is the worst, he grew up in a desert, he was almost non-functional in the cold.
Now that I think on it, I haven’t seen Hauck all day. I wonder where he is? I guess this means moving off the lounge to go over to the radio to check on him. I wish he hadn’t moved out of headquarters, it makes keeping track of him that much harder. But Chase insisted that we cannot have all three ranking officers living under the same roof, just in case something happened. Like a freak snowstorm. The roof supports are creaking weirdly now and making me nervous.
Chase is back, blowing in through the door with a pile of snow. He brought Duck with him. And Chase said Hauck is over at the Infirmary helping triage and organize things there. This makes me smile, because he sought out the warmest building on the base to work in today. At least he’s safe. And now Chase has stripped out of his coat and boots and is trying to get under my blanket. His lips are blue. I suppose I can share. We’ll talk about the snow when we meet.
Fandom: Original Fiction - Lizards ‘verse
Series: Kat’s Therapy Journal - 6th Tensway, 5433
Prompt: Natural Disasters
Medium: FIC
Rating: Gen
Word Count: 776
Summary: Ontferia Historical Record: 5th Tensway, 5433. (Weather) Blizzard.
Content Notes: No standard notes apply
6th Tensway, 5433
Subject: Snow
I am going to be proactive, Doctor Ellie, and assume that you will want to discuss the weather when we meet. Since I’m stuck in headquarters with no power and minimal heat, I’ll just huddle in my blankets to stay warm and keep myself occupied with paperwork. I’m not allowed to help with the digging out because of the baby. I am a fat lump on the furniture, swaddled in blankets.
We are very lucky, most of the base is still standing after a whole night of storming. The wind has finally died down and the snow is not coming down as hard as it was earlier in the morning. I’m glad we made the decision a few moons ago to throw extra supports in most of the buildings that still have canvas roofs, or I think we might have had a great number of casualties with this storm.
Needless to say, Chase is now insisting that headquarters needs to be a proper building with a cement floor and a ‘real’ roof. He feels strongly that it isn’t right that the mess hall is serving as emergency quarters for people whose tents went down. I have a feeling the next shipment of wood we get from the station on the harvesting moon is going to go straight towards building a headquarters building. I might have to back down on my stand about civilian housing getting priority.
I’m a little lonely, it’s eerily quiet out there and I’m all by myself here. It was dark in our sleeping quarters, so I came out front to sit on the lounge by the stove. Every once in awhile, someone comes by to warm up and I’ll have company for a time. Chase brought us both a container of hot soup and sat with me while he warmed up and ate his. He spent the morning with the crew trying to dig out the barracks tent that collapsed and get the soldiers out. They were all huddled in the one corner that was still standing, a few broken bones and bruises, but no life threatening injuries. I think the people digging them out fared worse, our people don’t have the heavy weather gear to be out in this kind of storm for extended periods of time. The mess hall is serving a lot of soup today.
The troubling part about this storm is that there was no warning. The science guys that keep an eye on the weather patterns didn’t predict this thing, it came out of nowhere. I hope this isn’t a portent of winters to come. Since we haven’t been here a full year just yet, we haven’t learned the weather patterns on this planet. Yes, we have the surveys the Xenbarin did when they were considering this planet as a location for a colony, but those surveys were only done periodically and don’t give us an accurate picture of what the day to day weather is.
My nose is cold. We didn’t have snow when I was a child on Gaillia. I don’t remember it on Sharshun either. Echo Base occasionally got hit with storms like this. I remember being thrilled when classes were cancelled at the Academy and we were able to go outside and roughhouse in the snow. For the record, Tadd Davi’dan was the meanest snowball maker on base. If he wasn’t on your team in a snowfight, you were doomed. Hauck is the worst, he grew up in a desert, he was almost non-functional in the cold.
Now that I think on it, I haven’t seen Hauck all day. I wonder where he is? I guess this means moving off the lounge to go over to the radio to check on him. I wish he hadn’t moved out of headquarters, it makes keeping track of him that much harder. But Chase insisted that we cannot have all three ranking officers living under the same roof, just in case something happened. Like a freak snowstorm. The roof supports are creaking weirdly now and making me nervous.
Chase is back, blowing in through the door with a pile of snow. He brought Duck with him. And Chase said Hauck is over at the Infirmary helping triage and organize things there. This makes me smile, because he sought out the warmest building on the base to work in today. At least he’s safe. And now Chase has stripped out of his coat and boots and is trying to get under my blanket. His lips are blue. I suppose I can share. We’ll talk about the snow when we meet.